This is a song about "Effort"

Know i meant, every motherfuckin word

Each line you craft takes little so effort

Desperate measures, but they never get better because they lack effort

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

Word so effort less, you would never guess,

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Since i've contemplated in effort to spin the gears

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

I'm honking with the smell of effort on this occasion

Your self encouragement or effort but relax and keep calm

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Every exerted effort is ineffectual

Saying 'hi' to someone in the streets only takes a shred of our effort

I'mma about to mess up all of itjust dont say another word