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

Why you call me back? don't lie

Lookin for ways to try

I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase

Angela..... forever changing my ways, here's to hopin she stays with me through all of my days...

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Changing our ways to coincide with feds,

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

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

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

Lyrical manslaughter off you and your mans

All them other boys targets and i'm flawless with the aim

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

I coulda sworn that budweiser can read fruit punch

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