This is a song about "Effort"

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,

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

Word so effort less, you would never guess,

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

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

How i used to kill tracks with no effort

On ds y’all, ds flow like nothing y’all heard

Every exerted effort is ineffectual

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

Your self encouragement or effort but relax and keep calm

I'mma about to mess up all of itjust dont say another word

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

They called my effort bullshit

And if i'm down with this banging shit