This is a song about "Mike dikta"

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,

Before i beat you like you’re a dog and i’m mike

But pussy and patron will make you feel alright

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

Or a mike to speak with the masses

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

Fuckin phony crackers up like mike myers

Or popeyes, we don't keep no birds in the circle

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,

Mike, you think i'll mike out/ but i got you bank account, what do you doubt/

Diamonds blind the lens and camera men on the stakeout