This is a song about "Grinding in gbf"

Its grinding time my whole team knows well,

I'm like the man on mars; i'm high as hell

What, what ... project shit what

Stuck in the in the tub,

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

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Oh how i hated everyone therethe baby lie here dying

But i'm finding grinding isn't quite like reclining

In every thought, in every word

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

I've been shining and grinding all night with my nigga,

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Cause i'm grinding for this paper oblivious to the haters