This is a song about "Canibus green lockback machette grow farm whore house microphone ledgend"

Live on the microphone

Music that y'all condone

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Self-esteem at top cream of the cream, i score the green, whore.

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

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

Making these fool sore over his last whore.

Not one j got a pair or more

But she’s a slut she’s whore

The shit that i spit is more

Yo we get the dank and bounce

Grow it in my red house

Got ten on the floor, stop playing with flow

My abilities will surely grow

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

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