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

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

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

Angela..... forever changing my ways, here's to hopin she stays with me through all of my days...

I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase

They ain't say that then they wouldn't be haters

Tried to break this unlawful curse,

Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun

6 million ways to die choose one

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

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

I never submitted to rednecks and their ignorant ways,

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

That got your mother high

Lookin for ways to try