This is a song about "Reaching"

My talent should take me places i've never been

Reaching for the golden throne that hip-hop died in/

Look, i just want to make you better

I'm reaching out, but i can't reach her

Groping reaching for a grasp of air to fill me full of something/

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

A waste reaching in the pockets of the working to support your habits

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

Super-rapper reaching heights you will never imagine

Having anger towards everyone reaching success so if got

Bitch, i hit one button, my roof open like a hard spot

You the man, fame, here's my man cane, reaching for something

Have that consistence drive long as your motor’s running

Your lyrics got me reaching for some asshole itching cream.

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team