This is a song about "Ways"

Got fixation for that home simpson phrase

Alike me in so many fucking ways

Haven't slept for days cause of my evil ways,

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

I'll meet you in the sky

Lookin for ways to try

I'll whip a 750 if it's black on chrome

How do i get out, what ways where, what ways home

Iv come back with some new ways

Yeah hail mary full of grace

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

Nah i ain't afraid to demonstrate my pimpin' ways

We went our separate ways

See money talk and these days

Leaving god ashamed . i take blame for my corrupt ways.

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face