This is a song about "Micro"

You're micro i'm righto you blanch like an albino

Psycho, maestro, orchestrate the life with the right flow

I'm made from micro pieces consumed by the demons

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

My money fourth and long, but you do not get to throw

And this may shrink you until you're micro

Dont care if your as small as a micro,

Spending money when your wallet gets low

No one knows me just because i am just micro/

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow