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

Shine up on your soul to keep you safeand all the homies that done passed away

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

And you are not around like black fathers

Tried to break this unlawful curse,

Changing our ways to coincide with feds,

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

All these laws your too pussy to break

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case

Life's a maze, gotta get through ways within few days

I just call it …remember all the dough

Have evil thoughts on ways to make deniro

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

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

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

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride