This is a song about "Great amer"

We can make more, make babies

An they reply with great ease

Verse 1 (great da king slayer):

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Where every recipient, property of the state

You got an energy inside to be great

It seemed everything was great

Till i'm well-paid, bail's paid

Too bad i'm pretty great,

She self made, i'm self made

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

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

Which you know i'm different, right

Soaring at a great height

Would the great christ come back

Top dropped down, black on black