This is a song about "Grand theft auti"

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

Being a father grand father and an uncle,

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

Yeah ballgame, i swear the hoes wasn’t in my plans

I am the grand in grand theft auto street

Take cee around town as if everything cheap

And i can write a hook fast

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

We ain't having ittime to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick back

Theft and never looked back then turned to the angle of attack.

Cause when i make this stew

Grand theft auto: vice city too

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

I've been living in a grand repetition,