“I got a future so I'm singing for my grandma You singing too, but your grandma ain't my grandma Mine's is hand made, pan fried, sun dried Southside, and beat the devil by a landslide Praying with her hands tied, president of my fan club, saying to her Something told me I should bring my butt to church” -Chance
Grams. Munster, Indiana. 6.26.15












