This is a song about "Searching for you"

They're searching with the hunger for more

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor

Or that you could ever see me and you in another light

I’m hopelessly searching for a guiding light shining bright,

My nigga, its all love

Searching for all the voices

You ain't an mcee when you are opening a rhyming dictionary for free searching for some lyrics

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

They're searching with the hunger for more

Some old bitch that we did before

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Searching thru a never ending loop of keys, all for different locks..

Army stance, ready for war

I found the one ive been searching for,

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Yearning on the verge of reality frantically searching for sanity when nervous