This is a song about "Breaking the limites"

The mainstream makes money, so i'm breaking the mold,

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try

The wrenching of my guts, the breaking of my heart and watching my

I'm breaking the silence i'm sick of speculating the violence, i'm kenner city brawling.

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

The mainstream makes money, so i'm breaking the mold,

Im just breaking barriers

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Breaking molds that grow on the inside of eyelids

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

Release rhymes until the amplifier's breaking

How i think about you every day

And breaking all the records on that 4x4 relay