This is a song about "Mad mike"

I'm swinging haymakers like mike tyson

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

"mike come on shut these bitches up man"

You ain’t content with tryin' to do your thang

In this life you dead wrong or ain't living right

Before i beat you like you’re a dog and i’m mike

Stussy’s g-shock with my custom pair of 3d glasses

Or a mike to speak with the masses

Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light

I'm spreadin' to all the crews back, peace harry mike,

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

Mike mike jackson nigga yeah i'm bad

Quick flipping up sexy back

Criticism doesn't make him mad