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

This my album, and when your parents try to come around

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

I never submitted to rednecks and their ignorant ways,

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

Probably banging in your sister with my children swimming in her system

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

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

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

And i'm the only fucking rapper without a chain

Never felt like being this close to break,

Our vision never changed, we self made

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

Take this dick while i'm swallow moscato got her freaky, hey

They say that karats help your vision

6 million ways to die choose one