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

In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps

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

It came to the point he couldn't look 'em in the face

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

This my album, and when your parents try to come around

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

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

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

Then send it through their chest and break through all the cartilage

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

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

I'm just trying to learn better ways

Thinking of bliss and the good days