This is a song about "Looking for me"

But its trouble that’s looking for me.

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Here man, let me drink some of your beer for you, its looking a little foamy

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Looking for a purpose

My nigga, its all love

Call me atlas, i'm ruthless and looking for war

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

Says he's looking for the right one

I hit your block and we can box for fun

Still looking for his eyes

We hustle to survive

I don't know why i'm even on this track

Looking for cops behind my back

Find what youre looking for"

No ho, acquainted with the floor