This is a song about "Abusive mc"

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

I'm an mc still as honest

I'm an mc still as honest

And you know my drift

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

So don't be mistaking me for some faking mc,

Part of the mc nation,

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

And she got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

Do they know that im the fucking mc?

To try and become the next mc

You just do your thing chick

I'm recordin' that shit on the fuckin' little mic

To eazy e equal to e equals mc

Hate me if you want to but always remember this

To my brain/ i chose to refuse/ couldn't take the abusive/