This is a song about "Search"

Lookin for street hoes in search of cheap blows

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

He told me it was nas,i blasted off to the internet to search his debut album

I never fizzle, search and destroy as a villain

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

You can search but you'll never find

Their sayin on my mind

There has to be a place better than this, in heaven

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

You can search but you'll never find

Uh, this what's been on my mind

So that's me in the corner, that's me in the search light

Lord forgive me i'm trying, know i ain't living right