This is a song about "Kkk grand wizard"

Being a father grand father and an uncle,

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Kick over the can beat his ass and leave him 9 grand

Made it out naija with nothing in the bank

I wish i could solve your problem with wizard

And i don't care if she gone, in a long skirt

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith

Lyrical wizard emcees parkside proves time after time

Put my plight in the verse, i bring ‘em closer to mine

Of your big boy's grand day grad

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

Keep coming up with funky ass stuff like every single day

You way afraid, and your religion founded the kkk,

Just made like a hundred grand

Two white cups and i got that drank