This is a song about "Fragile grandma"

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

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

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray

It still warm my heart to hear my grandma pray

You know i love that pussy just like your cat lady grandma

The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

I'm hurtin ur feelins and burnin ur ass ur fragile like glass

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

Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck

Like im a grandma knitting these rhymes with no caution and effortless

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

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

Wronger than my grammar and stronger than my grandma