This is a song about "Great gatsby"

I found a formula that's great

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

You got an energy inside to be great

Our vision never changed, we self made

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

Verse 1 (great da king slayer)

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

And ejaculate, it feels great

I get my paper, y'all just hate

Of pleasure, jill you did great

Soaring at a great height

Shotgun in the drop made a right

Being a dad, you weren't that great,

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Would the great christ come back