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

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

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

Haters dont know what to say club feel like the first of the month today

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

I ain't looking in her eyes but her face

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

Playing soccer, stupid, stay in a sucker's place

Life's a maze, gotta get through ways within few days

Changing our ways to coincide with feds,

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

You seem to be getting lost right now, your an insult to finding nemo though.

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow

6 million ways to die choose one

This thing that you could imagine