This is a song about "Effort"

They ain't put in the effort and time

Westside, bitch i run mine

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

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

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

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

Or that you could ever see me and you in another light

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,

But still how you niggas i get jacks on the first

Each line you craft takes little so effort

Since i've contemplated in effort to spin the gears

Before i lay down, i thank god for the blessings

Mixed cocktails, shaken not stirred

3.14 out of 10 for effort,