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

Hold on you can see my vision

6 million ways to die choose one

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

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

Tried to break this unlawful curse,

If i sent my dad letters

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

Steak dinner everydayfor the moviemy life is like a compton play

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

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

To be fought, not finding refuge in the ones they adore/

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

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

Why every five minutes niggas walking out

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

But, tomorrow's uncertainty promotes the urgency in this shit i'mma say