This is a song about "Mike kite"

I make thriller when i bless the mike

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

Studio fifty four if we get the props right

Killing this rap game, i'm great like mike.

On my afghan flow, runnin my kite

Indulging a meal when a toilet's in sight

Rappers are regular people minus money ya like

This is what its like when im spitting on the mike

And i hang with wolves cause i'm an evil bastard

Fiends high as a kite, coke whiter than that captain kirk

(verse 2: young sandwich/ dead mike)

And if i want to go outside

Or a mike to speak with the masses

Thought this was forever love