This is a song about "Grandkids and great grandkids"

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

It’s great and it’s the feeling that keeps us always going,

High as d'angelo notes in a ghost

Great, now i'm alone and zoned.

And i shall commence that i'm the truth, joe

And it's a great way to let everyone know

The first date was great and not full of anger and hate

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

They fasting they won't leave me ate

And ejaculate, it feels great

Watch the great life take the wayside and just the sickness remains

Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves

And i like my girls with ambition

I see you have great burden and blame within

So go and grab a pen, make a great list

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist