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

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

He said that he rather put the pump to his face

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

It's a man's worldbut real women make tha shit go around

Then send it through their chest and break through all the cartilage

You so f-full of your-s-self that you just sit and judge

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

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

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

Glad trash bags, throw them in the black bags

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

True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try

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

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

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