This is a song about "Bad microphone"

Through the microphone, max alone, hold the throne, slam ya,

But all she ever want me to do is unhook her bra

Bad bitches onlybig bank rolldo it like tonyfuck her friend

To pic up the pen said "microphone check" and arrange my intellect

Though surrounded by an entourage, i feel like i'm alone

Are you hearing me right turn the sound up on the microphone

I'm winning cause ricky made my mistakes known

Late nights, just me and the microphone

When i'm fiending for a microphone, i'm the microphone fiend...

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

But it was africa the continent we all came from

Put me on a track i'll rap the microphone with e's (ease)

See, my bitch is imported - she came from overseas