This is a song about "Grand yheft auto"

I start to think it's all planned

Act like ya man a hunnit grand

You only live once, tonight we do it twice

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

Lets cruise i'm the grand finale

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Of your big boy's grand day grad

Where the black girls get their weaves back

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

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

I don't fiend for beef: i eat bitches

Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith

To all the sisters with ambition, i see your hustle

Being a father grand father and an uncle,