This is a song about "Like grand theft auto"

Grand theft auto: vice city too

Thats kool-aid, moutain dew, and cris on you

How bout that shit, ain't that just grand?

About disaster in the world and

Went to the store and got caught for theft

So, with that, we need us a plan, respect

Wanna see you work your body

Calling it the grand prix

I've been living in a grand repetition,

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Act like ya man a hunnit grand

Fast money like zakat al-fitr, break fast

They ain’t fuck with me neither, 15 and high on reefer

Set in store through each sore formed by this semi-auto repeater