This is a song about "Effort"

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

How i used to kill tracks with no effort

They need work, the freaks here makes their knees work

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

Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit

I would never ignore you ‘cause i'm forever loyal

Every exerted effort is ineffectual

Now they give a fuck about usand if i choose to ride

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

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

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

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Give a little effort every now and then, but i'm lazy

Desperate measures, but they never get better because they lack effort

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