This is a song about "Mike stud"

And it's still tight, i like when it's real tight

This is what its like when im spitting on the mike

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

Fuckin phony crackers up like mike myers

Test the water let me know if the temperature right

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

Hey baby girl what it look like

Greet it hi bye my name is mike

I hope she's goin' home with me tonight

Hand me, like, the freakin mike!

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

Yo i freestyle and fuck you niggas ya’ll be wilding and i’m out

Insouciant coolness to approve i'm a stud.

Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut