This is a song about "Bad microphone"

Hand me a microphone, and watch the crowd just holla, yo,

Psycho, maestro, orchestrate the life with the right flow

Nah i don't stunt on niggas, i show'em how to do this shit

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

We gotta search our soul to find out, what we're after

Well its the microphone blaster skill advance enhancer

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

Visual orgasms caused by spams in the microphone,

And everybody's having sex

Cuz im a bad girl, bad girl (x2)

Synthesizer, i'm the mothafucking master

Well its the microphone blaster skill advance enhancer

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

Notice every time i pick up the microphone and spit