This is a song about "Grand theft"

Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith

The look of no hope on my niggas' faces

Saying they this and that

Of your big boy's grand day grad

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

Calling it the grand prix

Theft of a man's chest it's like gangs test and exams

If i could do it all again, have just one more chance

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

To have a face off with the grand chaser

Grand theft auto: vice city too

I think i could save you

Enforce, i'm elegant and

How bout that shit, ain't that just grand?