This is a song about "Let me find out"

Smoking haze all over town like it's allowed

Scratching my back, let the words get out

So baby let me get my dick out

Get yours; you know what this about

Find me stuntin for the bitches

2dopeboyz i know you like this

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Yo, this one goes out to all my haters that said i never could. let me tell you

But it don't feel half as good as grandma saying she's proud

Drake. but i'm stuck in this wake, this place, oh for gods sake let me out!

Than me, find a new endeavor

As i end this letter

You find me in the studio

Scab, fix up look shop joe

First class hoes, we on south beach

Bitch get out my face and let me preach