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

And put another half a mil in my bank account

There's other ways, there's other things to talk about,

I never submitted to rednecks and their ignorant ways,

And hot dayscocking my heat shooting it sideways

But in the midst of all this anger and this angstnever once did you heard me say

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

Honey is always the one i'mma call late

All these laws your too pussy to break

Driving my car to a foreign place

I'm just trying to learn better ways

To be fought, not finding refuge in the ones they adore/

Was on my grind cause times were harder than a cellar floor

Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around

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