This is a song about "Grinding"

That i'm grinding on some lining while everyone still singing

I’m something like a fetus, i'm not quite kidding

And keep a tight grip for everyone waiting on the day i slay

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

Only way to do it is to get on my grinding

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

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

Grinding real hard got the green in the front of the car, smoke coming out of

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

Dutty wine for access, show me your neck

I'm grinding, putting these kids to bed

Rich off of grammer like i'm managing frasier, cheers

Several bank accounts i'm grinding like them metal gears

But i'm a dreamerhave you ever seen a nigga who was strong in the game

Grinding grain, it's all the same, there are days i feel i'm going insane,