This is a song about "Grant"

Grant my acquittal, a committal panorama

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

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

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill

It was my sick rhymes that made grant so ill

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

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

My money quite loquacious, so commas riddle my statements

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

A nigga thorough, she knew it before i bought her car

Gillis-grant, the people chant

For the one night stand