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

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

While i'm hard on my grind working and school

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

Wonder how shit like the qu'ran and the bible was written

Woke up this morning fully clothed ready to grind

Baby, you don’t have to try to read my mind

I'll moon walk it if i'm truly in your heart

The start of where we turn our lives around, hard.

Of impactful things one can ask for

Turn up we gettin louder

I tuck her in, it's freezin' turn up the heat in the oven

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

People forgettin about hard work and that grind

Free 2pac is all that's on a nigga's mind