This is a song about "Mike schneider"

Cold, my style making my nose run

I'm swinging haymakers like mike tyson

You got to have your game tight

Hand me, like, the freakin mike!

Fuckin phony crackers up like mike myers

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

My conscious only knew whats half tight

Greet it hi bye my name is mike

They leave...u-turn...customers, we serve em right

I took big leaps and jumps. they can call me like mike.

This is what its like when im spitting on the mike

Now my momma mentioned the day before what she would like