This is a song about "Frederick the great of prussia"

When their in the state of beind down while others are great

Yeah, i think i'mma cop me that new estate

You hear that shawty, shh no more talking alright

I boast a wall of these great lines backed in the beat, it's tight,

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Just because bigc be the great rhyme sayer

You fake niggas like great and randy u go unnoticed like the capital of

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness

You fake niggas like great and randy u go unnoticed like the capital of

If there was no guns in the world, that'd be great

Where every recipient, property of the state

*stuck on hook, but i like the rest, comment would be great*

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

One hit wonders who would of preferred to be great

On tours, we straight making sure lawyer fees paid