grinding... it seems nowadays I'm always grinding fuck Its 3 am at night and the light of my phone is bright in my eyes as I try to stay awake Why Do the big eaters fight for a piece of cake, only to end up having nothing on their plate Food for the thought, no food on my plate My mind scattered all over the place My grind scattered all over the place Stress of my work all over my face I can only sleep when I’m dead from exhaustion I used to make music with passion but I lost it This music is just a coping mechanism do it often need to throw myself into something more productive than a coffin Look at the clock, it's like 5 in the morning Been on the grind when I should be snoring Its rainy outside, it's my heart that's been pouring Use my pen as a weapon to rewrite my stories Growing up I always wanted to be the man Always on my grind tryna stack a couple grand I Can't raise a family in motels, ain't so well I'm local in photos of models in hotels I'm drinking those bottles that I borrowed from boozestores I down all the sorrow, I'm stone cold like cobble Exposing those moguls, and imposing my vocals, but I'm betting like Toto that these locals would wobble I am on top of it never lose profit, check my deposits, im filling my own wallet, need cash in my pockets, talent ive lost it, man fuck exhaustion, I'ma work from my coffin Now my body craves sleep but I can't contour My eyes yearn for rest but I can't afford Weather through depression while the rains all pouring I'll either make it big or be found dead before morning/mourning oxcgen