This is a song about "Constatine the great"

That the world's in great depression

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

It’s great and it’s the feeling that keeps us always going,

If i ain't the dopest then joker's either lying or smoking

And the future hold a great blast

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

So great i take over kids minds, like clash of the clans

They say hip-hop's dead, i believe it's just the fans

When love comes callin', don’t look back

Phoma you'd be great just keep the (pop) gat

Going off you know, the great gatsby

But make sure if they do see

We gon' rep the city of folarin straight, that bait

In this rap game i'm be known as obvious power the great,