This is a song about "Mc m trigga"

All my new bitches seem to get old real quick

Believe what you see, a real mc

Cause mc crown wears his mc crown

We ball, that breakdown

No one-half and i hate math

M v p like steve nash

Word spreads fast that your knees spread quick

Rising higher than any mc

I never though then i'd become an mc,

Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig

Superfly, opposite of basic

Yo your going up against the illest mc

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

I"m the designated driver