This is a song about "Grit"

Now concentrate until you get the juice

Im obtuse when i see you i grit my tooth

So i take another hit my teeth i grit

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

I have got the guts and true grit

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

Ask too many questions about the stars and earth shit

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

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

And i been fucking with cosby since i was ten, you damn right

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

They say we living in troubled times

Streets are full of grit if you commit crimes