This is a song about "Grandma"

Your verse was cheaper then my grandma handin me 5 bucks

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones

I got ya grandma on my dick (ha ha)

A legend have to bow, africa

Barely hangin on while grandma tell ya yu dnt ever ever fail her,

I am not paying no motherfucking retail for purple label this summer

To pete. ganja to marijuana. causing psychodrama when i end the

I don't blame you grandma, it was the right choice, so that's where i end this stanza.

Packing hundreds in my drawers; fuck the lawbitches i fuck with a passion, i'm livin' rough and raw

Ill destroy you in the finest manner with the illest of grammer till your hear your grandma

Cause i ain't really care what the rest say

It still warm my heart to hear my grandma pray

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Grandpa or grandma, not my auntie or my favorite cousin

It still warm my heart to hear my grandma pray

She sit up at her desk on perez all day