This is a song about "Mike check 12"

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

And you could check the record, i'm unorthodox,

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Ayoh, check the melody, my brain is collapsing

My dip gang man, the peeps that'll ride

Hand me, like, the freakin mike!

She understands me and makes me check my heart rate

Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade

Never getting more money than a cashier's check

Me and you in extasydon't be upset

We been down for too long but that's alright

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