This is a song about "Mike ssister pussy"

Said she had nice pussy

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Greet it hi bye my name is mike

New school, old school outside

Hypnotized the masses behind versace glasses

Or a mike to speak with the masses

Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side

I make thriller when i bless the mike

Fuckin phony crackers up like mike myers

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

Cause they say a mind that's idle is a devil's toy aisle

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,

He got hit up that same night

(verse 2: young sandwich/ dead mike)