This is a song about "Mad rhymes grand theft auto"

Hey now got a thing for you

Grand theft auto: vice city too

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

Don't get too mad at me, i ain't finna apologize for these dastardly rhymes,

You still misunderstand my grand rap though

We magnetizing the ghetto

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

You talk like grand theft auto when you're just swiping wallets

Why we gotta argue

Grand theft auto: vice city too

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that

Even breathing. i know my rhymes make you mad

I've been living in a grand repetition,

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin