This is a song about "Killer mike"

How the fuck you gonna kill a killer

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Let's enjoy our younger years

Runnin' with an axe i'm mike myers/

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

No, i'm an intricate minded killer/

Mike mike jackson nigga yeah i'm bad

You, you, you have to pay for that

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Throw up your motherfuckin middle finger

Figures i'm the real figure, the god killer,

Journey in the mind of this serial killer

I'm just thinking from reefer keep on talking from liquor

Pushing in my mama van

"mike come on shut these bitches up man"