This is a song about "Keep grinding"

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Find me grinding, with j's on my feet word to miley cyrus.

If we don't fix this then you'll see the same things

Several bank accounts i'm grinding like them metal gears

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

But thats alright cuz he's going to keep striving and grinding

Cause i'm grinding for this paper oblivious to the haters

Africa and europe, it's a small world we truly neighbors

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

When i'm sitting here grinding my teeth producing a beat

I keep trying but my closest people keep dying

The most that they can do is find me, i'm hiding

Grinding grain, it's all the same, there are days i feel i'm going insane,

But i'm a dreamerhave you ever seen a nigga who was strong in the game

I'm grinding, putting these kids to bed

And i know you miss me tooshe sighed then she said