This is a song about "Grind hard everyday till tomorrow is over"

Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy

The hard part is over, nothing left to see

And screaming i guess them nightmares as a child

People forgettin about hard work and that grind

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

And they drummin' on the hollow buckets, show ain't over 'til it's bravo

I'm living like there's no tomorrow, ball till i fall mother fuck the sorrow

Everyday is a lesson

Two reflections into one

I'm tryin' pimp em i'm trying to be that cool

While i'm hard on my grind working and school

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

Power corrupts me everyday, ghetto evils take over,