This is a song about "Mc fly"

Over 20 homes, but i need a chick

Rising higher than any mc

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

I'm an mc still as honest

Killing these niggas off quick

Denni-c and the fucking great mc...

So let the bullets fly......

When i'm low, she take me high

You see, i'm not just your average mc

I bet you hear that white music

Wet cement open to ideas that'll fly/

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

While he is going mc down

It's just my soda mixed with brown