This is a song about "Grant 2000"

I got twelve hundred kicks, them straight from japan

2000 plus, and hes still on top man

And if you ever renege, i’ll still give you kendrick lamar

There ain't no genie jars to grant what your petty wishes are

It was my sick rhymes that made grant so ill

Loud pack, i propel. burgandy, out to kill

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Of a penance stare to a decadent to grant him death by recompense

Grant me three wishes and i'll diss three bitches but first is you

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

That we can't forget the past

Gillis-grant, the people chant

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins