This is a song about "Search"

I don't know what you heard about

Good people search them out

My secret is search and destroy

They can’t fuck with ya boy

Lookin for street hoes in search of cheap blows

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

Bet your bottom dollar before i'm done

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

Then began a search for a job of which i was able,

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

I bet homies went on google to search the reference i previously made/

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

Something in his arm, he pushing more and more

They're guaranteed to search along the shore,

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