This is a song about "Grand"

Win the grand national, i'll get some capital,

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

For the one night stand

Just made like a hundred grand

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

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

Being a father grand father and an uncle,

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

And no nigga gon love you

Grand theft auto: vice city too

Cause even thugs get lonely, understand

I fill the stands, ladies think im grand