A heartfelt road trip dedication to the OG who raised the blood in his veins. Twainz reflects on missed time, distant love, and growing up in the streets while his tough-as-nails Granny held it down. Now he’s loading up the car — no more pictures, no more “one day” — he’s pulling up. "Oh Granny, my gangsta Granny… Your grandson coming." Real talk, real pain, and real love. This one hits different.