This is a song about "Project search"

So search hard till you find your lady,

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Bad bitches onlybig bank rolldo it like tonyfuck her friend

When the cloud was cool] right after finishing my final project

On a search for inspiration

One time give it up for him

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun

"no need for google, the kids a search engine"

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

The rich get richer, while we fill up project blocks

Sittin' up in project hallways, crankin' bass, smokin' bones,

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

My secret is search and destroy

Who get dragged by the masses cuz they can't search,

But use tomorrow as a mull again, church