This is a song about "My dead grandma who was like a mum to me"

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Every time my mum tried to tell me the truth i was right there defending you

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

Your verse was cheaper then my grandma handin me 5 bucks

It still warm my heart to hear my grandma pray

Then some lady named billie holiday

The last thing i said to n ur mum n dad was die a payneful death

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

I’m just a young nigga caught up in this rap business

Going to class taking notes is what my mum thinks

Connections clear to me like i was facing my mortality

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

My head has died requestin' light feelin' like i'm dead to rights

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines