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

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

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

6 million ways to die choose one

But somehow it made them listen

No more will we cry

Lookin for ways to try

Then you put fertilizer, lyin, spread the shit around

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

Nah i ain't afraid to demonstrate my pimpin' ways

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

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

As: my dad can’t satisfy her in the bedroom ever since he passed away

Never felt like being this close to break,

I get my paper, y'all just hate

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow

You seem to be getting lost right now, your an insult to finding nemo though.