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

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door

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

Sat up all night with a poltergeist smokin' crack

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

Hustle and grind this shit hard feel the beat and bounce to this shit nigga,

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Turn up we gettin louder

Something worth dying for

But i just wanna make love to your mind

Woke up this morning fully clothed ready to grind

It's late and you stuck in my basement

Fuckin, smokin blunts, sexy models in the front

Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark

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