This is a song about "Mc pasty"

I'm an mc still as honest

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

Cause mc crown wears his mc crown

I better get my gown

Mc still nothing but net

You already know you're dead

And you know my drift

I'm an mc still as honest

Listening to aston martin music music

Who the fuck would've thought that one little lone mc

Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick

So be gone with your whack rhymes, you aint no mc

To eazy e equal to e equals mc

Didn't know her but i'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick

Hotel suite, room keys is a gift

I'm an mc still as honest