This is a song about "Reaching"

Suffocated screams of mine that arent reaching ears,

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

Reaching out to the needy//

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

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

If we ain't fucking for the moment then we doin' nothing

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

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

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

Are you perfect motherfucker

Filled with repressed trauma subconscious reaching out to me in my dreams

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means

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

I'm a form a petition, someone gotta be listening

Reaching for dreams and i didn't know what they mean, so high i needed a trampoline

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream