This is a song about "Great india"

When the club gets played

Too bad i'm pretty great,

They loved the sight

Soaring at a great height

I can tell you that this tape

So hopefully i would become great

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

And ejaculate, it feels great

Great music comes in twos

Yeah, look here i pay dues

//me and great the king slayer

Fuckin bitches chasing paper

On top dubia, india. stop to buy india

Greedy niggas wouldn’t let me in the cafeteria