This is a song about "Mike s sister pussy"

My g"s have been handcuffed,

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

I probably go less miles, stay in a small circle

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,

Parallel on the other side

Greet it hi bye my name is mike

Bodyguard for what? dog, i'd rather shoot

I'm a brute, your sister blow my flute,

"mike come on shut these bitches up man"

Cause u know that this my jam

Hand me, like, the freakin mike!

Wino might find yo' sight

Put my plight in the verse, i bring ‘em closer to mine

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.