This is a song about "Dike"

Stay tight pussy like where a dike rubs,drinking in a quite pub,

Blowing that money here, making money in europe

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

Dike just like a dyson is bliss of course we know were it

Im also a dike on the mic' and it's kinda like

More money to count, yeah you know i’m gettin' right

Might wanna make an escape like mike, kill yourself like a stupid dike/

Lightning is striking, water hittin' on my window like ike

Havoc on the track boi, grab it hold it tight

Sike, i'm just fucking kidding dike

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

I sound like a whole fuckin band, cuz im using my mic for slayin against the army of dike.