This is a song about "Mc punjabi"

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

To eazy e equal to e equals mc

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

I just open up easier when i talk through a mic

You know i stick to the script

I'm an mc still as honest

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

This lyrical silencer silencing any kind if mc

I like my glasses full, as if my eyes is big

Well ill show you the true heart of this mc

On that water like islands they ain’t swimmin’ you dig

Or blaze a track up loud myself have to become a mc

You see, i'm not just your average mc

No bullshit, i'm mike with the mic

I'm seeing things that's being mean making me sick

Do they know that im the fucking mc?