This is a song about "Effort"

They called my effort bullshit

Well, i can handle that

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

I’ll catch my breath a little, money alright where i’m from

And i don't care if she gone, in a long skirt

Each line you craft takes little so effort

Go like i never seen a red light shine

They ain't put in the effort and time

(this was just a random rap not much effort put to it)

And, uh, i don’t know what keeps me alive, shit

Every exerted effort is ineffectual

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

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

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

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Since i've contemplated in effort to spin the gears