[Intro]
Yea
It’s the Great!, What?!
See, it’s the Great to the greatest of degrees and I leave ‘em suffering a Great Depression up in this
[Verse 1]
Sorry if I’m a little out of it
But they are who I’m not encountered with
I was in a pit, done got out of it
Just to see a couple being counterfeit
Generosity, I got heart lots
Tryna pull my spot like a park lot
If you speak the name, then you feed the flame
Ain’t no burning out;I just got spark
I’m on fuego
Numero uno when the cards is out so
It ain’t a draw with y’all;no Basquiat
Y’all got me hot
I been built up as if I was a king
Channeling the late T’Challa (R.I.P)
I got bigger views, panorama
Author ; word to Amiri Baraka
Y’all could lend me dollars as a writer
Been a big dog;Great Dane
Got the goods like a freight train
Something like a nerd how I’m on my A game
Bubbling over like champagne
See me everywhere like a campaign (Everywhere!)
Got the juice
Makaveli
Check for me through the celly
Vintage fits with the skin tone Ghirardelli
Slashing em like the claw that’s up on freddy
[Verse 2]
Know somebody better? Bring em near me
But it’s fiction;Beverly Cleary
Back up in my groove like theory
To make em hear me when I drop
Like I’m chanting out “here ye!”
I spit it clear (Clair) like Phylicia Rashad
No camouflage
John wick ‘em wit the pen
I knock ‘em down like a barrage
See me in the cut like salons
Get used to me having a seat at the table like Solange
Ill wit it and I’m ill when I’m witty
I came stepping & swinging
Like I was hitting the griddy
I’m flyer than Gritty
Got roots up in it now like I’m Jimmy
I ain’t cliquing up with ‘em they be mixy as jiffy (jiffy)
They be capping like a shift key function
But I ain’t too concerned with disruptions
I been locked in like a dungeon
Chewing eerrything like a luncheon
It’s the great!, what?!
No discussion!