This is a song about "Mike bell"

We been down for too long but that's alright

I'm spreadin' to all the crews back, peace harry mike,

I used to write rhymes, all day and all night

This is what its like when im spitting on the mike

And i like my marijuana bright

(verse 2: young sandwich/ dead mike)

And you're, approaching me right

Hand me, like, the freakin mike!

No need to trip, you can tell em that i’m cool as hell

When he yelps that means he has to go to taco bell