This is a song about "By any means"

Mini fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans

Sometimes i dont even know what treachery means

Seeds and roots and leaves of money trees, cream by any means,

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

You lack proper means of comparison,

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

I ---still---- got that maneuver that cannot be used by any user

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Tryna kill my dreams

The hidden deeper means

Even now i keep a frown when i come arounddon't ask me about tha past

The trees behind me don't do any better since they are all covered by sand

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

Big rob whaddya think nocturnal means

When people pass by the homeless, not giving any cents

Not too many options when you coming from the projects