This is a song about "Mike check 12"

If you don't know what shit i'm speaking check it out

Yea and this is something to think about

Bein' a woman, a black woman at that, no doubt

4th quarter, how you gon go and take mike out?

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

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

The shit, you can mention me if anybody ask you

And even though we did live check to check, it's true,

Never getting more money than a cashier's check

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

If your head right, i’ll be there every night

This is what its like when im spitting on the mike

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

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