This is a song about "Search and sei"

Desperate to search for rhymes, but it seems ur clueless.

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

Search signals planting a panda in ammonium

Dont search for fame, thats my current thinkin man/

Odd future, there wolves bang where a couple bears hang

Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood

Birds in the sky fluttered with their high numbers in search of food

On a search for inspiration

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

I'mma about to mess up all of itjust dont say another word

Sectors n networks of settlers go westwards in search of their next work

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

But use tomorrow as a mull again, church

My secret is search and destroy

She would drive the toys plus ride the boy