This is a song about "The daily grind"

Represent the borough nigga, b.k. all day

Grind all day til the family okay

That i take the shit thats thrown at me daily

Once as a slave who imagined being free

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

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

But i brought people back from the ledge on the daily,

People love hodgy i hate you though

Hustle and grind the motto

We're out with the stars, you're on your way to the best night ever

In his daily trisector, dissecting ladies in the sector.

An allusion to the grind

You can search but you'll never find

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

In the crowd, hustle and grind, hustle and grind and when im done,