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

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

The social workers here everydaynow brenda's gotta make her own way

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

Constant criming, 9 to 5ing, not surprising the timing of finding my

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

Changing our ways to coincide with feds,

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow

You seem to be getting lost right now, your an insult to finding nemo though.

Lookin for ways to try

Don't ask me why

Pessimistic we are, carry odds like luggage

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

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

Nah i ain't afraid to demonstrate my pimpin' ways

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

I never submitted to rednecks and their ignorant ways,