This is a song about "Ames being great"

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

In that time i'll be just great being a bastard,

To destroy something so great

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

We all want that great feeling of being popular,

They fasting they won't leave me ate

And ejaculate, it feels great

Great, now i'm alone and zoned.

And then we'll be ghost

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

It seemed everything was great

An they reply with great ease

But in the meantime it's lights please