This is a song about "Grandma died"

It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride

I thrive on makin’ my opponents think that i’ve died

It still warm my heart to hear my grandma pray

I'm in the middle of a bad bitch sandwich, yea

Uh, yesterday just died

Jt: no one to hold her tight

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

Grandpa or grandma, not my auntie or my favorite cousin

This is like riding through the city

If i died would u miss me?

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Like im a grandma knitting these rhymes with no caution and effortless

Niggas run and hidenapoleon will provide

Because too many cherished great god damn rappers died,

Sure he died in 96 n

Made a million with the pen