This is a song about "Grant gustin"

Gillis-grant, the people chant

I'll get to em when i land

It was my sick rhymes that made grant so ill

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Grant my acquittal, a committal panorama

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Ha, i'm super freaky, no top on the ghini, no flaw in my diamonds

Spoken in tongues rappad is a clinic for shit rappers i grant the funds

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

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

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

She od's on louboutin, she work at that nudie bar

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

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex