This is a song about "Granny"

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets

He's an old-aged granny who cuddles and hugs kits

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

I'm sicker than my granny

Like a wolf; think i'm granny, like my cab; pakistani

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Who was at my house taking care of dying granny

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

,and send you crying like a kid,back to ya granny