This is a song about "Money grindin"

To be the man in this wicked land underhanded hits are plannedscams are plotted over grams and rocks

I learnt much from the way i was taught, so i'm grindin' at uni and im slavin' at jobs

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Yup money talks, but for you money walks

I run for the money

Blow up on this society

To legitimize the prize money

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

Getting to the money

Perhaps it's just a fantasy

Almost lost my life to the industry

Not bad using that dope money

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

Hustle for dis country money

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see