This is a song about "Hard work money weed"

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Or they put in hard work and wanted it more then breathing

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you

Work the asses off and the owners the one with money stacks

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

Unification the dmv i will achieve indeed

And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,

Motherfucking 8 balls, til’ we live at the pool hall

Cause i know with hard work, i can do it all

There's hard work to be done during the season of inundation

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

It's hard to find good honest work that pays in the streets,

And if you’re proud of it let me see your lighter

Of hard work and success, smoking more grass than wildfire,