This is a song about "Grab the mic"

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change

Every time i grab the mic i always transform into a rampage

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

Gettin' ready to grab the mic and spit it mad tight

I grab the mic and rock the stage, y’all be saying my name,

I'm so over cryin, waitin and hopin playin the blame game

Tie titanium around their neck and watch em panic

Yeah you all ain't half as nice as me when i grab the mic,

The clientele buy and sell like a pawn shop

Cause everytime i grab the mic i make bodys rock

P.s eh i ain't trying to nit pick

Its bf king on the mic,

I just open up easier when i talk through a mic

Grab the mic, step up to the stage, then it's graphic,

Im always killin in the mic,

Small, but you talkin' big