This is a song about "Mike kite"

It sends her on a trip so right

On my afghan flow, runnin my kite

Vertebrae snapped, gats...huh, i swerve em right

This is what its like when im spitting on the mike

Listen to treach, krs to get me through the night

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

Wanna "freak like me," fuck adinaup and down is the object, side to side

From this trife life and them bright lights, 'cuz i be so fly like a night kite,

She grabs her post-it note, turns it to a kite

Not me, i bet you remember the night

Lose my mind get as high as a fucking kite

So we argue and play fight, all day and night

White girl, you can ask her what the dick be like

I make thriller when i bless the mike