This is a song about "Mike john and dakota billy"

Hand me, like, the freakin mike!

Working day or night

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

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

Is that the kid should prolly change my name to billy width

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

You're the john mccain to his robert e. lee/

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

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,

Look, now roll my j tight

(verse 2: young sandwich/ dead mike)