This is a song about "I got nothing but a mic in my hand"

In my hand theres a nine

Until the end if time

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

In left hand mic,in right a viper.

Got a jay in my hand, but so many references if i may

Owed the dope man for his productand he swore if he did not pay

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Almost like my hand in a blender,

Looked down like i had a knife in my hand

Unify them, mob through, take over and

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

It's a must that i bust any mic you're hand to me,

Fuck that shit, i don't give a fuck

I trust nothing but my bud,

I ain't got nothing, but a stuffy nose running

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king