This is a song about "Westside grind"

Mowin down mc's, just like i grind trees

Create life with the beats, alicia keys

This is to my unborn child

Tryna throw me off this grind

But i still rap like i'm on my pharoahe monch grind

Shit i'm lying too! told that bitch i love her for her mind

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

Horder straight trappin', hustle and grind, hustle and grind, my flow is sick

I ain't got time to swag nigga this is monumental

Westside/ flow like im from bedstide/ make a nigga tremble

Hustle and grind, hustle and grind for this money stack

Then clap then shake it without breaking your back

Grind all day til the family okay

Get a glass and put chris on, yea

Chevy surf the sreet steady grind

Now walk to it with your land mind