This is a song about "Effort"

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

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

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

I'm modest, and humble

The effort is minimal

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

But i'm the one making an effort with a pad and pen

And the time and effort if decided to engage

If you never do, still niggas look at you strange

Tries to spite every effort i put and it's not alright

I leave a hater like he lost a watermelon fight

They called my effort bullshit

They was on that mase shit

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