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

6 million ways to die choose one

Cold, my style making my nose run

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

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Easy baby my thing tight, but that lotus flower just ain't right

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

Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight

All these laws your too pussy to break

The wake up, dawg get ya face off the pillow

Have evil thoughts on ways to make deniro

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

And to be honest i don’t know what niggas talkin bout

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

Put expressions in their music and create the face

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

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them