This is a song about "Grit"

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

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive

Streets are full of grit if you commit crimes

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

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

And good henny make a nigga just want you tonight

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

Im obtuse when i see you i grit my tooth

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news

So i take another hit my teeth i grit

We never tattle, let god handle that

I have got the guts and true grit

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that