This is a song about "Abusive mc"

If his bitch insist on getting sick

Denni-c and the fucking great mc...

That's foolin' into confusion and more abusive intrusions

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

If you feel it, it must be real just

I'm an mc still as honest

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

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

I never though then i'd become an mc,

Over 20 homes, but i need a chick

Give us this day, our daily bread

Mc still nothing but net

Cause i'd be damned if i find out you receiving abusive head

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

I'm an mc still as honest

Yeah, i never dreamed of a gift