This is a song about "Mike fucked sam"

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

Get ya money up, jewelry tight, swagger right

And tell ‘em that i don’t give a damn

I'm more furious then serious sam

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

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

I am i can sam i sand with cans of panther meat

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

Or a mike to speak with the masses

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

Hand me, like, the freakin mike!

My dip gang man, the peeps that'll ride

Carefree i don’t need the stress

My balls mike tyson in the 90s

Even uncle sam agrees.

Right flows down and they might go nice