This is a song about "Mc radio"

So tell me who is to blame, maybe the news or the radio

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

Streets bad, tyga ill, drake magic

Rising higher than any mc

Just like a cannon from the teen in nick

To eazy e equal to e equals mc

I never though then i'd become an mc,

She's cute but her forehead's big

Niggas lookin like larry holmes, flabby and sick

Till i smash your teeth yeah thats me the baddest mc

You see, i'm not just your average mc

I grew up on circuit boys and go-go music

Turn on the radio all i hear is

Get my taste from all of my bitches

Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig

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