This is a song about "Looking for the bae"

We both jumped out, looking for the source of the thump

That happen to act like a black president

Just wondering and looking for answers. the reasons.

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Looking in the mirror and hating myself for all the sins

Everybody seems to misread every sentence

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Looking for the answers at the bottom of a bottle

You're uncool like my mother kin

Looking for reception

What we gotta do to survive

Still looking for his eyes

Doggy, i'm from the land of grind

I'm still looking for my mind