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

I ain't gonna have ya try ta have you play me like a silly clown

Bitch, get that shit through your cranium befo' i break it down

I'm finding ways, to get them fucking brats,

Girl the way you're movin', got me in a trance

And if i wasn't high, i'd probably try to blow my brains out

There's other ways, there's other things to talk about,

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Kanye? we related. now ima prove to you with my unorthodox ways

Lookin for ways to try

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

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

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

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

And all the extra love that you gave mei wish i could take the pain away

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

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain