This is a song about "Pushing past all the bullshit"

Thats taste like all of you phoney lies and bullshit

I bagged it up, put it on the block and couldn't flip

Or you can do better on some hate shit

So fuck all people saying love is bullshit

I ignore the calls for blasphamy, pushing on my corrupted qi.

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

Oh wait it is, i'm past all the last factory packagers packaging,

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones

Hes already been through all this bullshit once

But i'm missing all the times in the past

Racks on racks, i don’t know how to act

And not say shit about it on the next day don't do that shit. fuck all that bullshit

You say the words that can get me back in focuswhen i was sick as a little kid