This is a song about "Grain"

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

But you've seemed to maintained every grain,

Want every single thing thats nice, so fuck your single grain of rice

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies

Grain grippin’ on the wheel

Your bra up over here

A grain of sand on the beach, a droplet in the ocean.

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

And that you fly with the flock and that you stick to the grain

Id rather be a man, satisfied by a grain of rice

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

Y'all all loafin goin through the motion hit me on the rock don't drop no cocaine

But i receive hypnotherapy, my rain is a grain or pain pull my rhyme strain,

Nothing remains, no matter what insane strain, grain it

No one give a damn when they breathe in the least bit