This is a song about "Ain t nobody stopping my grind"

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

My name's cedricdaboss and they're nobody.

Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes

All i needs my grind, a pen a page and rhymes,

I’m tryna be low key to keep my self out of t

Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

Do not give a fuck i've got the swagger of a virgin's dick

Horder straight trappin', hustle and grind, hustle and grind, my flow is sick

I'm abusing the sunshine so i'm technically blind

But i still rap like i'm on my pharoahe monch grind

Yes i live up in my past , reasons to stay on my grind,

Puffy got a mansion, bitch i got the same damn kind

Feet unda nigga, i gotta stay on my grind live is what we do, hustle and grind

Since my last rhyme - the crime rate ain't declineniggas bustin shots like they lost they mind