This is a song about "Effort"

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

The effort i put into this is so much i can raise the roof with it

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

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

I'm modest, and humble

The effort is minimal

Word so effort less, you would never guess,

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less

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

Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one

Know i meant, every motherfuckin word

How i used to kill tracks with no effort

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

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

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

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