This is a song about "Mc ritz"

Cause mc crown wears his mc crown

Thats how i rope em all down

I never though then i'd become an mc,

There's a million names for your kind of chronic

To try and become the next mc

If his bitch insist on getting sick

On trial for possession of some chronic

Denni-c and the fucking great mc...

Yo it time to slaughter another fake mc

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

Yeah, i never dreamed of a gift

I'm an mc still as honest

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

I'm an mc still as honest

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

To eazy e equal to e equals mc