This is a song about "Famon grab"

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

Back to the lab ...without a mic to grab

So i grab my sandwich and eat it

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit

Happening? grab my backpack and turn to sprint...

Every day's harder, ain't nothin here promised

Make some move, ambition i’m on a level

Nigga said just grab, another instrumental

But im still going to grab the pen

The race war, when it's us against all of them

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

Just grab a jack, and relax

So i grab my megan fox pussy simulator

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Here's the pensive, grab a pencil

Tell em bitches they can get up on my level