This is a song about "I m on the mic now microphone check"

Curl up like big worm when i drop

I bust on the mic nonstop

I black out on the mic and cause chaos

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

(slow) i want my pay check on saturdays tech yea yea check

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

I wreck on the mic, jump down your throat/

Lambo, roscoe, no street code

And im hoppin on the microphone

Girlfriends, groupies, then i'm all alone

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

To pic up the pen said "microphone check" and arrange my intellect

That i be on this mic

Pose, click, pose, click

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

I am on the mic with everlasting power