This is a song about "Reaching goals"

Scoot through noosed goals clutched in individual own birthright tombstones

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

In minimum 1000 volts of reachin my goals

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

Only feel sorry for crack babies and rape victims

Scoring goals through your legs, like those anaheim ducks

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

It's impossible to accomplish goals if you don't set a goal!

That's why im reaching out and telling im gone soon

Made some moves, now i'm known to spit december in june

Our goals unfold with no torch to see the open road

Now they in the trap-house with some guns that they done borrowed

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

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

By judgmental human beings, constantly reaching,

And she would do anything for everything