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

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

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

I'm just trying to learn better ways

Yeah hail mary full of grace

Cause you're not my wife, bitch you're a stand for this night

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

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

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

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

About the-na-ture-of-the-world-to-day, the nature of the world today

Constant criming, 9 to 5ing, not surprising the timing of finding my

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

I never submitted to rednecks and their ignorant ways,