This is a song about "Mic righte"

I'm back with the mother-fucking mic.

Cats so watered down clowns can sink titanic

Oh your friends are sick

Going up on the mic

Bombs drop, hit and then explode the mic

Just like a cannon from the teen in nick

Go crazy when she hear music

Because when you step to the mic,

Love and peace but killin the mic

But they say we ain't big

Jesus christ, i'm breathin' life into the mic,

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

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

When i'm the master of events n' master the mic

Ever since then i had no job

I bust on the mic nonstop