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

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

Changing our ways to coincide with feds,

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

These days are numbered, so i'm finding different ways to repel 'em,

Have evil thoughts on ways to make deniro

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

Never felt like being this close to break,

I put it to your mug, and it ain’t gonna wait

Momma can't help her, but it hurts to hear her callingbrenda wants to run away

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

I don't mind if you niggas hate

All these laws your too pussy to break

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

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

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

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips