This is a song about "Mike neilis"

But we having sex tonight

I make thriller when i bless the mike

Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side

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

Fuckin phony crackers up like mike myers

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Hand me, like, the freakin mike!

Aw man, it's been a ride

Fuck it to the billions, mike jack feeling

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

We ain't on the court but everything is getting boxed out

Mike, you think i'll mike out/ but i got you bank account, what do you doubt/