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

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

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

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

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

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

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

I never submitted to rednecks and their ignorant ways,

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

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

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

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

Tried to break this unlawful curse,

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

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

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case