This is a song about "Being great"

Cause i'm doing great, by myself,

I like rollin' with friends

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made

So hopefully i would become great

We all want that great feeling of being popular,

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

To destroy something so great

Talk sharp like a razor blade

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

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

It seemed everything was great

Redbox flow and i do not date

Of pleasure, jill you did great

Low income no bills getting paid

Great, now i'm alone and zoned.

Time to get her bags get ghost