This is a song about "Being great"

It really sounded great

Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight

We are on a great run

We have nothing in common

Talk sharp like a razor blade

But i don't care, ain't it great?

I mean of course just the same old

Great, now i'm alone and zoned.

Would the great christ come back

My four-four's givin payback

Cause i'm doing great, by myself,

I like rollin' with friends

Roll you up and let it run through my veins

All created by three great brains

To destroy something so great

Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid