This is a song about "Grind over sleep"

Thats how i was designed, assinged to the grind

Been trying to put it down long after i was signed

Earl boykins i 'm hearing voices i try and listen

In the crowd, hustle and grind, hustle and grind and when im done,

Homeless no where to sleep

This is the concrete

Fine young man with an old man mind

Cause i’m back on my grind

Demons torture me in my sleep

Niggas is unifying as we speak

Feet unda nigga, i gotta stay on my grind live is what we do, hustle and grind

Since my last rhyme - the crime rate ain't declineniggas bustin shots like they lost they mind

When it's repping time, i get on extra grind

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

Pray you rich in confidence, now i'm paying you mind

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