This is a song about "Grandma who passed"

I'm passed the hall of fame/

150 on my chain

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

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

I can feel your heart beating fast

I ain't really been myself since rod passed

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Your verse was cheaper then my grandma handin me 5 bucks

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

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

Now that's what you call a game

I'm passed the hall of fame,

Wearing sweaters your grandma sewn

So don't follow me home