This is a song about "Grand can"

I'm all of you i've made mistakes with the plan i fell down for 2 grand help me up if you can

Cause i done suffered so much, i'm feelin' shell-shockedand driveby's an everyday thang

Quick flipping up sexy back

Of your big boy's grand day grad

They say nothings ever free

Lets cruise i'm the grand finale

Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith

Fuck 2dopeboyz, all them niggas bitches

You're my grand prize only on my second try

Revelations say you either fry or fly

I fill the stands, ladies think im grand

They could never understand

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

You talk like grand theft auto when you're just swiping wallets

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

What's 50 grand to a mothafucka like me, can you please remind me