This is a song about "Tryhard slayer"

Hosted by great the king slayer, and it's kickin',

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Young nigga's call it slayer. im drinkin out my cup with gin, i'll eat later

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

The roads of the slayer are all getting nearer

Tv dinners, tampons, soy milk, paint thinner

Make the world see, for every mc that i see tryna steal flow

Are you really a player? you claim 'slayer rides rhino

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

My pockets got paper on paper

//me and great the king slayer

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

A slayer more optimistic but one word will turn me ballistic

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

Im the ross slayer my word is law i shock mayors