This is a song about "Grab"

You cant grab on whats on the news

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

Never let the game play youand for the fame

Grab a glass baby, lemme pour the champagne/

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad

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

I'mma let you hang chick

Kings bow down when i grab the mic

Look this the joint that could get me the spins

Fine dine and sin, grab ya vitamins

Those flashing lights come from everywhere

Grab your nighty night, nighty night, night bear

No i'm not a homo, grab a dictionary

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

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

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