This is a song about "Searching for more"

Searching for all the voices

But you hate them navel kisses

Pine-green foams, they may never see the store

They're searching with the hunger for more

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

Erratic like your turbulent flow, while i'm searching for ufo's.

I found the one ive been searching for,

And slid back north of course to pen more

I’m steady searching for a stack of the green and gold,

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

Searching for the knowledge like a fucking gemini

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

Searching for salvation, in a place called my mind/

Couple of ‘em dimes, but all my hoes is hard to find

I found the one ive been searching for,

And i don't run counters no more