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

Been trying to put it down long after i was signed

Woke up this morning fully clothed ready to grind

Sittin' up in project hallways, crankin' bass, smokin' bones,

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

I'm feeling like i never want to be apart

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

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

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

Got a pound in the trunk ya know whats up, smokin on that ganja til the sun comes up.

Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirlmy mossberg goes boom, what's another plug

Cuz when the press get this verse, their sure to press rewind

People forgettin about hard work and that grind

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

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love