This is a song about "Badass grandma"

I don't blame you grandma, it was the right choice, so that's where i end this stanza.

To pete. ganja to marijuana. causing psychodrama when i end the

Cause i'm kinda doing this badass crap!

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

Packing hundreds in my drawers; fuck the lawbitches i fuck with a passion, i'm livin' rough and raw

Ill destroy you in the finest manner with the illest of grammer till your hear your grandma

It still warm my heart to hear my grandma pray

But i got two a-mex's that look the same way

Cause i'm kinda doing this badass crap!

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

My grandma said, "i can't believe you went out there to studda, you dumb fuck

Barely hangin on while grandma tell ya yu dnt ever ever fail her,

Oughta eat the bitch with salt and wash it down with a gallon of water