This is a song about "Effort"

They say this media changed, these verses gettin strange

And the time and effort if decided to engage

Looka this punk jumping back 'n forth jumping jacks trying to show some effort

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard

Bringing paper home an dimes taylored, but my effort an time was the fortune maker,

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

So the mind they mine don't coincide with mine

They ain't put in the effort and time

Each line you craft takes little so effort

But still how you niggas i get jacks on the first

Every exerted effort is ineffectual

Or popeyes, we don't keep no birds in the circle

They need work, the freaks here makes their knees work

How i used to kill tracks with no effort

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

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