This is a song about "Brian and mike"

My direction good, well-rounded type

Hand me, like, the freakin mike!

This is what its like when im spitting on the mike

These mistakes are a fact of life, get it right

But, it's my own kind doin' all the killin' herei can't lie, ain't no love for the other side

My emceeing is worth seeing just give me a beat and a mic and i'll beat you up like mike/

Just got up and screamed, fuck the world

I could be brian and you could be stewart

Hypnotized the masses behind versace glasses

Or a mike to speak with the masses

(verse 2: young sandwich/ dead mike)

And girl you damn right