This is a song about "The great gatsby"

Just because bigc be the great rhyme sayer

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

And the future hold a great blast

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Going off you know, the great gatsby

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

From great to great the king slayer, with this introduction you'd wish you're never superior

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

Some live great while the rest just live in fear

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

Try to jack and i will attack

Would the great christ come back