This is a song about "Dead grandma"

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

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Need an appointment wanna be dead

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

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

But it won't make no difference when i rip this verse and collaborate tonight/ and uh

Wasnt worth always feeling dead.

Give us this day, our daily bread

You could say i'm friends with fred

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

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

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

Pssst... psssssst... aiyyoare you afraid to die, or do you wanna live forever

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

My voice make her wet

Even when my dreams are dead