This is a song about "Mike schmidt"

I refuse to be another being on this earth

Fuckin phony crackers up like mike myers

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

Dough ain't nothing to joke about, she open up when that dough come out

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

"mike come on shut these bitches up man"

I got twelve hundred kicks, them straight from japan

That's why she's goin' home with me tonight

Hand me, like, the freakin mike!

Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from

"billie" in my "jeans", rest in peace mike jackson!

(verse 2: young sandwich/ dead mike)

Time ain't on her side