This is a song about "Great"

Verse 1 (great da king slayer)

My pockets got paper on paper

Till i'm well-paid, bail's paid

And wait, you think you're so "great"

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

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

For me it's a great sin

I get special attention

Duck duck, say goose

Great music comes in twos

Soaring at a great height

Catchin' all the light

H2o flow and i don't hold gate

It seemed everything was great

//me and great the king slayer

I'm gettin discouraged with her