This is a song about "Grandmother with altzimer"

Hang with you, sip drank with you

The boa know they loving the crew

Word go get the bitches

Impudent and tough, with

With gas chambers, guards with cannons and

Fuck you if you feelin' different

He's in it for the sportrunnin circles round his

Easier to deal with, easier to feel with

Heart of a lion, tell em get in line

With a blunt filled up with some lime

Better to try then die with

That shit look like it’s raks fifth

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

But it's not fair that they won't have you as a grandmother.

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Crooks with coolers filled with brews are colder