This is a song about "Be like"

Bitch, they call it motor city

Movements of cds like the jukey be

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

Acting like it's good to be fake i eat you like cake

And bad bitches give me head and tell

Your life will be like hell

This should be read like hieroglyphics

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

The only time i flirt with her

I be rapping like a sprinter

Look it something they can't ever see

I'm just trynna be like mikey.

And you sucking like a leech be

Summertime in the city

So don't be like everyone else that would be awful

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will