This is a song about "The time i lost my marbles then found them again under the sofa"

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

Only kids at the time, but our hearts were not under

How i'm brought up, then you probably feel the same

Get the heat ready then i give them that flame!

Suspended from school coolest nigga without effort

The time when i was lost and surrendered

Yo quiero the cash that's not yet lost or found

Got a bunch of haters, plus i got more to count

I don't even talk to them on the phone again

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

I'mma catch you next time around

Tossed n' lost in the lost and found.

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

The pain is gone then i read it and its back again.

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

I finally found them, after standing on top of the mountain.