This is a song about "The great migration"

She got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

Denni-c and the fucking great mc...

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

No room for democracies he's the prodigy and that's his great monopolies,

I'd rather you tell me to hit you later

Just because bigc be the great rhyme sayer

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

I'm on a relentless crusade like alexander the great//

//me and great the king slayer

Your eyes my nature

Went to another country that's call migration

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

In this rap game i'm be known as obvious power the great,

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate