This is a song about "Mike studd"

Or a mike to speak with the masses

And panned out, i'm all in love

I refuse to be another being on this earth

Fuckin phony crackers up like mike myers

Mike mike jackson nigga yeah i'm bad

The real muscle in the message of that

Before i beat you like you’re a dog and i’m mike

Listen to treach, krs to get me through the night

My balls mike tyson in the 90s

Dc has never seen such progress

Come get some, you little bum

I'm swinging haymakers like mike tyson

Diamonds blind the lens and camera men on the stakeout

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