This is a song about "Grant landis"

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

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

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

It was my sick rhymes that made grant so ill

You’re on neon lights in my bank

Gillis-grant, the people chant

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

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

I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue

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

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

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

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

Grant my acquittal, a committal panorama