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

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

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

"you out ya mind," nah, you don't know what's in my mind

People forgettin about hard work and that grind

Now you scratchin' on my back, i see your pleasure in my pain

Making p's everyday taking belongings is the game

Everyday is like another battle

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Everytime i rhyme my mind is on the grind

A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind

Everyday is a lesson

See, i'm second to no one

They rock n rolland bring tha funk to tha whole nation

And take a nap till tomorrow, face down, on my chin

I'm going hard for the days i was piss poor

While i'm hard on my grind working and school