This is a song about "My grandpa dieing"

Grab my knife and my gun

We have nothing in common

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Young ones dieing, now thats just sad to see

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

Sing it to em' shorty

These my rhymes and my story

The people scared of annihilation when kingdom come

Grandpa or grandma, not my auntie or my favorite cousin

See my pain through my eyes,

What we gotta do to survive