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

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

Lyrical manslaughter off you and your mans

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

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

Never felt like being this close to break,

Yeah they always defend you, look how they say your name

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

At an extremly alarming rate

All these laws your too pussy to break

This is no trial, this a closed case

I'm just trying to learn better ways

She said i'm her hideaway i get her off like a holiday

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

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

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