This is a song about "Grinding"

But thats alright cuz he's going to keep striving and grinding

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

I'm grinding, putting these kids to bed

Is not far from white girls with big bread

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

I seen them grinding 'n' finding a way, to take time at the night or day

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Bags under my 'isaac', grinding to the laws of motion

The shining is blinding so i keep on grinding with my rhyming,

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Several bank accounts i'm grinding like them metal gears

By the water, au revoir to my audience

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

Only way to do it is to get on my grinding

You finally got right? no longer a black sheep

When i'm sitting here grinding my teeth producing a beat