This is a song about "Grain"

No top on mine, niggas gonna hate, man fuck them guys

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

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

Repetitive competitive grain girding lanes, lined in arrays, lane to lane,

Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say

We gotta find that grain, before he gets away

Mine? type: nice. light come off the white ice

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

Sickle was used to cut out grain, tied into bundles and then carried away.

Yeah two times on a sunday what a lil brotha gotta em goin one way

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

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

Coming straight from the sands, i'm lost in a grain of thought

This nigga, look at this fuckin' nigga lips, dog

Grain grippin’ on the wheel

I am for real