This is a song about "Mike is bad"

American dreaming, days of a heathen running up in your building at night

My emceeing is worth seeing just give me a beat and a mic and i'll beat you up like mike/

I'mma rap to you real quick. i wanna enjoy the luxury of like

K dot got no, flow and dre no dice, my bad thats rata, tat on the mike,

Bitches asses looking like dalmatians and shit

Saddest shit, is i'm bad as it

Hand me, like, the freakin mike!

Halfback toss to right

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

In the cold street,where the bad guy is

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Is gettin' lit up like mike jackson's hair hangin' off a christmas tree,