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

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

And now these geechi mother f-ckers all know my name

I never submitted to rednecks and their ignorant ways,

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

6 million ways to die choose one

I beach chair, with my malibu vision

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

I'm just trying to learn better ways

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

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

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

Raised in this whirlwindour childhood years, recall the tears: heart laced with venom