This is a song about "Spunky grandma"

Alright take me on, i wouldn't do that my gramma could beat you with a

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

Wearing sweaters your grandma sewn

Stop blowin' up my cell phone

Ill destroy you in the finest manner with the illest of grammer till your hear your grandma

Packing hundreds in my drawers; fuck the lawbitches i fuck with a passion, i'm livin' rough and raw

I know howard that college, but uptown has some problems

Your verse was cheaper then my grandma handin me 5 bucks

Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada

Wronger than my grammar and stronger than my grandma

Yeah i'm a menace, god as my witness, with this pen i'm insane, yup

My grandma said, "i can't believe you went out there to studda, you dumb fuck

Grandpa or grandma, not my auntie or my favorite cousin

Protect ya neck cuz they comin' for sets, respect, split your onion

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

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