This is a song about "Mike ranson"

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

This is what its like when im spitting on the mike

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

So my cup is full, too much pain to fight

Fuck it to the billions, mike jack feeling

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

I make thriller when i bless the mike

Know the time, know what it's like

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,

And dusting off the porcelain and open when their cock is out

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

Cause everythang gonna be alright

Greet it hi bye my name is mike