This is a song about "Mike pussy fag sister"

And it seems that fag mcees hate facts.

She do it with no hands

Throw your hands to the sky tonight

I make thriller when i bless the mike

And firm his beliefs... his heart made of stone

Pussy ass fag stop staring at your phone

I’m sorry i fucked your sister

Huh, i can't interpret her

So bitch watch your mouth, and wash them dishes after dinner

Splitting swisher's on the porch with my sister

Greet it hi bye my name is mike

Not me, i bet you remember the night