This is a song about "Dar amp amp amp amp amp amp"

Is gettin' lit up like mike jackson's hair hangin' off a christmas tree,

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

Problems stackin up, pretty soon im packin up

Or any grand thefts, man i don't give a fuck

My rhymes strike like acid chemicals,

As she goes through the levels

Yup you got a lot a

My all gold rolly or the

Big cheese scheming, i'm posted up on a quiche

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,

But i'm so committed, they have grown familiar

Now move back over here to the right

Greet it hi bye my name is mike

Then crank up the sub woofers up loud

Might even know how hard it is, no doubt