This is a song about "Finding ways to break through"

I'm trying to find new ways, to break through, in this rap game,

I love that hour glass shape you got up on that frame

Your heart literally is what i do want for lunch

Then send it through their chest and break through all the cartilage

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

I never submitted to rednecks and their ignorant ways,

6 million ways to die choose one

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

I seen them grinding 'n' finding a way, to take time at the night or day

I would stand on my desk just to see the world in a different way

To be fought, not finding refuge in the ones they adore/

Do he make you feel important than how you felt before

I seen them grinding 'n' finding a way, to take time at the night or day

Yeah two times on a sunday what a lil brotha gotta em goin one way

Waitress break dishes, fuck bitches, trying to break my ambitions,

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference