This is a song about "Effort"

Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst

Each line you craft takes little so effort

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

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

No one notice your struggle

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

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

Word so effort less, you would never guess,

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

I'm making straight bitches pussy wet just like a noodle

Every exerted effort is ineffectual

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,