This is a song about "Killer mike"

Growing up, your dreams are getting bigger

Blasting psychill, poppin' brain killer

I let you know you dealing with dogs

I have no killer degree, cause

Them people see my good side

(verse 2: young sandwich/ dead mike)

Runnin' with an axe i'm mike myers/

Let's enjoy our younger years

I make thriller when i bless the mike

Yo she think my steering wheel on the wrong side

Hand me, like, the freakin mike!

Not only had the fiend died

But is you trynna be dinner

How the fuck you gonna kill a killer