This is a song about "The gratest"

I let you know you dealing with dogs

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Saw the bombs on the news

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

I bring the heat like the

Thug for life nigga

And i can't do it anymore, i'm tired of always not being first

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

Thinkin of the the dreams

Cause after all the lights and screams

Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Here's the answer and the antidote:

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

I'm a fucking rap star

Down the street to the car,