This is a song about "Dead grandma"

You all should be fukn dead

I respect that you don't know yet

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

You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha

Wronger than my grammar and stronger than my grandma

I don't want you to have my permit yet

Need an appointment wanna be dead

You just need to know i’m comin’, i’ll kill you niggas this summer

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

Your raps are so brain dead

Finding more light to shed

Back from the motherfucking dead

Kick back and know yo son set

Probably die getting some head

Boom! now that she is dead