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

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

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Ya'll don't move em' you dudes is at that slow pace

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

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

If you ain't talkin' dollars then i don't see where you comin' from

Changing our ways to coincide with feds,

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Never pledge allegiance, god given flow

Have evil thoughts on ways to make deniro

All these laws your too pussy to break

The proverbial lemonade that i made

They waiting on me to give an a-okay, then the k gon' spray

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

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

But in the midst of all this anger and this angstnever once did you heard me say