This is a song about "Microphone"

Late nights, just me and the microphone

I don't need no fucking throne

Are you hearing me right turn the sound up on the microphone

Out in haiti, adolescents barely have a home

Hand me a microphone, and watch the crowd just holla, yo,

Chica-go-getter from odd future, used to ride solo

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

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

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Well its the microphone blaster skill advance enhancer

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

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

He disses microphone cause when he grabs one, he chokes

With my hand under oath, i recite these quotes

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

I melted microphone instead of cones of ice cream