This is a song about "Great fuck"

Top ranked, number one my son

We are on a great run

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

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

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

It seemed everything was great

It really sounded great

Give me dome, then let me skate

Play this shit while you contemplate

Being a dad, you weren't that great,

Of pleasure, jill you did great

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

It's alright, if it's right

Soaring at a great height

To destroy something so great

I get my paper, y'all just hate