This is a song about "Great god"

I found a formula that's great

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

Cause i'm doing great, by myself,

Roll up niggas be like sex

And ejaculate, it feels great

Im still here but i can't skate

[g] great gestures gear towards great guidance, geronimo,

With plans to reach the end even if i had to star slow

Is a space that now you hold

Great, now i'm alone and zoned.

Great big eyeballs, my insides crawl

Didn't do a thing at all

Being a dad, you weren't that great,

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

To destroy something so great

She self made, i'm self made