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

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

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

These days are numbered, so i'm finding different ways to repel 'em,

They hate on calipari, but i never seen the problem

Tried to break this unlawful curse,

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say

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

I never submitted to rednecks and their ignorant ways,

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

And i was getting whipped at home in sixth grade

All these laws your too pussy to break