This is a song about "Grind her"

Jimmy back me, child

Tryna throw me off this grind

From the womb, my newborn child

But imma stay on my grind

But i still rap like i'm on my pharoahe monch grind

Said i'll return but i gotta fight the fate's arrived

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

On fire, grind her ashes, shoved up pussies like gyno practice

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

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

I got a lot on my mind

Chevy surf the sreet steady grind

This is to my unborn child

Some fucking weed to grind

Please take care of all my seeds, to my unborn child

Everytime i rhyme my mind is on the grind