This is a song about "Grind until infinity"

I'll be rapping till infinity

But five years from now i bet she see

Tryna throw me off this grind

Better leave it all behind

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

Thats how i was designed, assinged to the grind

Got an independent business mind

People forgettin about hard work and that grind

To my unborn child

Cause i’m back on my grind

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

A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind

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

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

Yeah ballgame, i swear the hoes wasn’t in my plans

Life on a fast lane infinity laps