This is a song about "Mice"

The mice have learnt to write there must be a poltergeist on the mic

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

Leavin you dead like lennie from mice and men,

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

Scurry, scurry, like some tiny mice

I'm in your head like mnemonic device

Of mice and men and friendly fans of songs

Kidnap a dt, tie his ass to a cross

Don't be ashamed he makes mice of men

With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

He's like #tom #'n' #jerry, he gets beaten by mice, so he friggin' tries

Word of advise, don't feed your customers chicken fried mice,

We will never die, we are forever alive