This is a song about "The daily grind"

Panoramic views be tumblin' out my mind

Everytime i rhyme my mind is on the grind

In his daily trisector, dissecting ladies in the sector.

Ain't no one in my circle that can say they perform better

Release rhymes, beast lines, welcome to the meat grind,

Besides bumpin n grindin wasn't nothin on our mind

It's unfair, your unaware of the daily struggle,

Just intentions to impress you, if capable

Hustle and grind the motto

Ha, in your loophole though

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

And retail clerks, we shop at walmart, and grind around the,

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

I jumped from the top, just to fucking drop a daily spit

Chevy surf the sreet steady grind

But i just wanna make love to your mind