This is a song about "Mike for president"

Gettin' highwhite boys done wrecked their shittryin to check my ride

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

Practices so inhumane, if i become president, vote for me,

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Unanimously named the game's president/

Thought we’d be together ’till the end

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

That our over protective president

It's dark n' im writin barkin like i'm fightin for mike vick as my #1 critic

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

(verse 2: young sandwich/ dead mike)

Left side, left side