This is a song about "Feeling great"

Of pleasure, jill you did great

I don't mind if you niggas hate

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

We all want that great feeling of being popular,

Low income no bills getting paid

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

J. cole runnin' late

To destroy something so great

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

Not feeling yall but im feeling ya moms

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

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate

It seemed everything was great

Flapjack, ooh he bring

Feeling, of appealing