This is a song about "Great india"

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

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Great big eyeballs, my insides crawl

Mirror mirror on the wall

//me and great the king slayer

I do sound like darth vader

And ejaculate, it feels great

Talk sharp like a razor blade

We are on a great run

When it's all said and done

Being a dad, you weren't that great,

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

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

Yeah live from the soho, and hov told me i'd blow joe

Low income no bills getting paid

It seemed everything was great