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

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

I can't see your album coming, that shit's like a sucker punch

Fuck-nigga-ass hypebeast niggas, now back to the album

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

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

I never submitted to rednecks and their ignorant ways,

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

Put expressions in their music and create the face

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

Black ghost, white driver, such an oreo, i'm thinking out loud

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

The social workers here everydaynow brenda's gotta make her own way