This is a song about "Grand yheft auto"

Of finding myself as an individual

Being a father grand father and an uncle,

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

Of your big boy's grand day grad

Lets cruise i'm the grand finale

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Never gon' see the day that i ain't got the upper hand

Kick over the can beat his ass and leave him 9 grand

They ain’t fuck with me neither, 15 and high on reefer

Set in store through each sore formed by this semi-auto repeater

You're lonely and depressed you need a thug in your life

To be alive with a grand baby who's about five

And in my mind's eye i see this place, the players go in fast

I made it out a land where they die before they see a hundred grand

I can do better without you

Grand theft auto: vice city too