This is a song about "Grind more"

From the womb, my newborn child

Some fucking weed to grind

And screaming i guess them nightmares as a child

I impress your mind, then i confess my grind

People forgettin about hard work and that grind

Got an independent business mind

Insightfully write that right so keep your parasites paralyzed

Why does every rapper say you have to hustle and grind

Locked down in tha penitentiaryfinally lose my mind

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

But imma stay on my grind

Fucking with a motherfucking mind

Money back on my mind

Cause i’m back on my grind

Free 2pac is all that's on a nigga's mind

Chevy surf the sreet steady grind