This is a song about "Makeing something outta your self"

So put me outta your fucken journey

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Ok, bitch you outta your top.

Fuck that job been around that block

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Make a convertible outta your lame lexus

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

Youre outta your nature while i here startin fresh

Because if you hurt your self like this

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

But i was plotting on you, i really wish that i'd have got to know you

The windows rolling down the boulevard. want something outta me but i don't do