This is a song about "Searching for her"

They're searching with the hunger for more

And i'm all that, hit the passenger door

Tryin'a keep up with my mind, and you wonder why

Searching for the knowledge like a fucking gemini

Churches searching for the pockets of the poor

A pool full of spit, dive in, i'm bout to drool

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Searching for the scroll and key, so i clutch my rosary,

Searching for direction in a place that has you headed low

Just the model, a dozen hollows is tough to swallow

So i head out, start searching for another flirting whore/

Something in his arm, he pushing more and more

Straight up fuck all y’all nigga's talking about that nigga changed shit

I just get so deep into it, searching for something intimate