This is a song about "Mike pussy fag sister"

350 on the stove and it's 90 outside

(verse 2: young sandwich/ dead mike)

So don't worry about me fuckin' your sister,

Take a black drink it like you don't need a liver

And it seems that fag mcees hate facts.

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

My nigga co-bizzy virginia is back

When i set my bars on this frenzied fag

Holder of my life belonged to my sister

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Your sort of like my sister,

I couldn't get any bigger

Try to jack and i will attack

7 wins, one time beaten by a fag

Fuck the system diss him fag listen

Top ranked, number one my son