This is a song about "The great migration"

The proverbial lemonade that i made

If there was no guns in the world, that'd be great

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

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep

If there was no guns in the world, that'd be great

Left my uncle in prison for 15 years no one paid

Im writing this shit off the dome but its going great

And i could see you coming home after work late

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Went to another country that's call migration

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

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace