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

I'm just trying to learn better ways

Ya'll don't move em' you dudes is at that slow pace

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

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

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

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

Head game outta control, super heroes on the floor

It came to the point he couldn't look 'em in the face

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

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

What it means to know your momma or your father on that pipe

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

Put expressions in their music and create the face

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

Changing our ways to coincide with feds,