This is a song about "Grab me"

I ain't bullshittin', i am chris barch here

And let me grab that, we'll make my lasting meal

Grab your drinks, lets have fun

Girls fast how jamaicans run

That burden's on my soul as long i exist

Grab the keys and head for the receptionist

Nigga said just grab, another instrumental

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

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

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

So i grab my megan fox pussy simulator

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

I wanna grab the hatchet, find me in the casket

Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good

Better grab your mortal kombat handbook