This is a song about "Grand theft"

When people wore pajamas and lived life slow

You still misunderstand my grand rap though

Slang from dust to dawn, detectives act like they maniacs

They mastered legalized theft, they call it income tax

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

Act like ya man a hunnit grand

I'ma make it hurt take a turn and call it dissatisfied theft

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible

Being a father grand father and an uncle,

Just made like a hundred grand

Sweatin' me like headband

600 benz, house six hundred grand

Enforce, i'm elegant and

Grand theft auto: vice city too

Silent momentman, i been missing you