This is a song about "My grandma"

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

Grandpa or grandma, not my auntie or my favorite cousin

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

Turns on some cold water and blocks it, she layed in the tub with the

I don't blame you grandma, it was the right choice, so that's where i end this stanza.

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

Flow unfuckwithable, niggas impotent

Got my head in my hands.

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

You know i love that pussy just like your cat lady grandma

The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha

What them tippers don't see

That is my wish, my fantasy.