This is a song about "Grumpy rhys"

And, uh, i don’t know what keeps me alive, shit

I'll have your grumpy ass refrigerated,

My ass got sulky n' grumpy

Third ward general, young cash money

You may think i'm obliterated i'll have your grumpy ass refrigerated,

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Aww don't be grumpy / you "fans" think like you accomplished something

Let's take another trip, different continents we touching