This is a song about "Mike eng"

I took big leaps and jumps. they can call me like mike.

Cause them wolf gang niggas threw them off the bandwagon like

Fuckin phony crackers up like mike myers

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

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

If you see us on the floor, you'll be watchin' all night

My balls mike tyson in the 90s

And i'm a just take another guess

Jt: no one to hold her tight

Hand me, like, the freakin mike!

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

They on my ass like a center make them take a hike

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,

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

I'm swinging haymakers like mike tyson

Me and my microphone could be one