This is a song about "The grind"

Nevermind i'm lyin she bumpin me all day

Grind all day til the family okay

Besides bumpin n grindin wasn't nothin on our mind

I got a line downstairs ma, i'm in the grind

I see yesterday i called you names, and played games on yo' mind

Like ima stop thinking that he's blind cause he don't recognize the grind

We #sell #that #dope #shit on the grind, and we ain't talkin' 'bout dealers,

Obama's in office, niggas get job like teachers

//keep the daily grind to try to provide best you can

But my character never could be like them, man

Like ellen degeneres clitoris is playing with dick

Grind a lemon to the blunt so that the smoke'll smell fantastic

Thats how i was designed, assinged to the grind

Now we was once two niggas of the same kind

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

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