This is a song about "Mc rager"

Ho's, got a list, but i gotta pick

Rising higher than any mc

To eazy e equal to e equals mc

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

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

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

I never though then i'd become an mc,

I never crack i got that chap stick

Till i smash your teeth yeah thats me the baddest mc

Make room for the groom married to his music

Go where you ain't been

Part of the mc nation,

If you feel it, it must be real just

I'm an mc still as honest