This is a song about "Mike the kike"

Pussy and patron make you feel alright

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

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

Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side

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

Couple broads wanna fuck, they should stay the night

When on a mike man i can spit, until the cycle says thats it

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

No bullshit, i'm mike with the mic

Keep the bitches on my dick

Am that sick on the mike im so lyricly quick

There's a million names for your kind of chronic