This is a song about "Grit"

Because there ain't no coming back from that

I have got the guts and true grit

But materialism’s nice, and really they like the grit,

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

This grit is what im feeling but i aint got a light

Get into, get intolet it ride, tonight's the night

Violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes

Streets are full of grit if you commit crimes

Im obtuse when i see you i grit my tooth

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

So i take another hit my teeth i grit

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

Cuz i'm sure thankful for it, their wouldn't be true grit