This is a song about "Grind out"

If no one's there to listen guess i'll put it in the music

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

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

Tornado tornado and i'm trynna blow your mind

Why does every rapper say you have to hustle and grind

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

Hatin on me cause i been on my grind/

Now we was once two niggas of the same kind

They provokin' suicide but as soon as signed

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

An allusion to the grind

Now walk to it with your land mind

Woke up this morning fully clothed ready to grind

One way at a time, keep the faith in your mind

No time for the chick who fucked the whole mankind

I got a line downstairs ma, i'm in the grind