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

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

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

I’m starring in this bitch and yeah i write the show

Have evil thoughts on ways to make deniro

They waiting on me to give an a-okay, then the k gon' spray

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

Something in his arm, he pushing more and more

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

My hat is by jabbia and if you got a fucking problem

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

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

Like soap when i put my clothes on, i’m joking but i be foamed out

As: my dad can’t satisfy her in the bedroom ever since he passed away

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