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

I'm laughing; you couldn't wait to escape

Never felt like being this close to break,

I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase

Angela..... forever changing my ways, here's to hopin she stays with me through all of my days...

With 80 racks in my pocket, nigga i go in all night

My placement's decaying, aching for ways to be fed tonight

I can't see your album coming, that shit's like a sucker punch

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

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

So if you see us in the club, go on and walk the other way

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

Now you scratchin' on my back, i see your pleasure in my pain