This is a song about "Mc square"

Make room for the groom married to his music

Do they know that im the fucking mc?

That's life shit alright, shit, i could call you right quick

I never though then i'd become an mc,

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Each one stands for emcee square,now use your imagination

Put on the lab coat, every square foot of this lab goes

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

Didn't know her but i'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick

Yo it time to slaughter another fake mc

O let's do it get-get your bitches schooled quick

To try and become the next mc

Yo your going up against the illest mc

Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig

And making sure the times square screen shows their dick pic

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