This is a song about "Turn up grind hard smokin in jamica"

I'm feeling like i never want to be apart

I step up in the spot, they get to working hard

You turn of your feelings when the life is hard, but you live in sweden your

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

Up in the sadie hawkins turn the punch to a concoction

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Guess you niggas wasn't listening, homeroom shit

Blast the music up real loud, weed, beer, smokin' chronic,

Ugh fuck turn up the heat,

This is the concrete

On fire, grind her ashes, shoved up pussies like gyno practice

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

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

No time for the chick who fucked the whole mankind