This is a song about "First grind sixty"

Since my last rhyme - the crime rate ain't declineniggas bustin shots like they lost they mind

Feet unda nigga, i gotta stay on my grind live is what we do, hustle and grind

Some fucking weed to grind

Pay my haters not too much mind

An allusion to the grind

Should be harder to find

Cause i’m back on my grind

You can search but you'll never find

Would want to confined to this grind

Good help is hard to find

Hustle and grind, hustle and grind for this money stack

How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back

Horder straight trappin', hustle and grind, hustle and grind, my flow is sick

Do not give a fuck i've got the swagger of a virgin's dick