This is a song about "Listen here on the mike its lusanda original wangempela not for fake"

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Start dissing, just listen to my vision, not here for money,

Yea im on the mike im on a hype you wna fight

I just think i need one night, slightly more if it's done right

Its only for the real mc's not the gay,

And guess who my nigga tell 'em is on the way

I said believe in your dreams

Its hard for a black man on the streets

Its about time i kill all the songs that people wanna listen

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi in this bougie ass chick

Am that sick on the mike im so lyricly quick

While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines

So let me be clear, if not for christ i wouldnt be here, still on percs and vikes

Its icy kash on the mike, and i just bought a new bike

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right