This is a song about "Mic check"

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

I don't know bro, but it's mic check, one two.

Check please, a feast for me

But make sure if they do see

Better hope for a rain check

I respect that you don't know yet

Now the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

Most of us are check to check, we're living rent to rent,

She don’t give her nigga head

Headphones keeping loners in check/

His trek ends abruptly without check,

That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet

Check the ladder that i climb

Talk shit, take a stand in the same rhyme