This is a song about "Grab me"

She can only live for the moment

Grab the scissors and saws and

"ey, mom grab the hatchet"

How bout we blow this bit

I have switchin every minute lookin for a throat to grab.

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap

Come on over to the scene, grab a table, let me take a look at that there.

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

They say we living in troubled times

To grab a couple knives

Just go and grab a snack

And daddy's in the cadillac

So let me grab the milli and pad with the pen/

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

We have nothing in common

Grab your drinks, lets have fun