This is a song about "Microphone"

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

When i'm fiending for a microphone, i'm the microphone fiend...

Well its the microphone blaster skill advance enhancer

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

I'm thee, greatest on the microphone, stinging like bee, but,

And im hoppin on the microphone

Hit towns with coke, a .45 blue as chrome

To pic up the pen said "microphone check" and arrange my intellect

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

First off congratulations on the win

But a microphone sensation

"mike go home" as i snatch the microphone

So is dr. j and moses malone

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Microphone is a plane,mcs are pilots