This is a song about "Resilience"

Streets are full of grit if you commit crimes

We will never die, we are forever alive

Drag his children through the woods, bury them alive,

You're lonely and depressed you need a thug in your life

That the energy of youth is ever flowing

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

That's why i rhyme like a poet from a prior century

But you've been sapping, all of my energy,

Cause i'm losing patience.

Or the trials of tribulations

If she cook and keep her vagina like a secret

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

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Overdose on my capacity, that's only fact to me