This is a song about "Kkk grand wizard"

Of your big boy's grand day grad

Bet i'm heavy with that

Calling it the grand prix

My slight fo's just talk dirty

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

Sunbathing with a hundred grand on boats sailing

I fill the stands, ladies think im grand

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

I wish i could solve your problem with wizard

Your body's saying things i ain't never heard

I'm a wizard with these words so you're placed under spells

Never will i ever utter never to myself

Act like ya man a hunnit grand

And i can write a hook fast

Cause i got the burner in the hand

600 benz, house six hundred grand