This is a song about "Gritty"

I give up my light like an interracial couple wit a child

I get gritty on wax like record players- i'm the slayer of that kind

What we gotta do to survive

Fathers and brothers gritty dimple smiles

Motor city's gritty, clowns like you get bent and then de-stroyed

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

My city's so gritty people need money to borrow

She insecure with her body so she like fuck it though

Spittin this gritty got you shocked like obama on the debrief/

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

Gritty lyrics display the difference in vivid images i make

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played