This is a song about "Mike the bum"

I leave a hater like he lost a watermelon fight

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

‘cause every mother’s day needs a mother’s night

1:03-1:34- young zeke pass me the mike, blow up the beat like schleich,

Its icy kash on the mike, and i just bought a new bike

Easy baby my thing tight, but that lotus flower just ain't right

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

Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side

I got plenty bum bitches watching from the deep end.

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

Or a mike to speak with the masses

I make thriller when i bless the mike

Me and my dogs we on the same flight