This is a song about "Being great"

All created by three great brains

And today we're still in chains

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

Shit this rap is so great, great the king slayer cant compete,

Of pleasure, jill you did great

Who’s iller, i’ll wait

//me and great the king slayer

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

If you can't look up at yourself

Cause i'm doing great, by myself,

Great big eyeballs, my insides crawl

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

Soaring at a great height

Take her on a long ride

Fuckin' squirrel, bet his girl still buy the tape though

[g] great gestures gear towards great guidance, geronimo,