This is a song about "Mc rugged"

Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around

Ain wrestling it rugged like chippins on the ground

Pitch the rock, mike vick, swag so sick

The best rapper on the seen the best mc

But i'm giving it foundation when i write lyric

This lyrical silencer silencing any kind if mc

Then get out your seat and jump around

Cause mc crown wears his mc crown

I'm an mc still as honest

And you know my drift

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

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

Believe what you see, a real mc

But it seems like a scene outta flick

To try and become the next mc

So drop the slam and let's get sick