This is a song about "Mike the merman"

Yea im on the mike im on a hype you wna fight

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

It's all good, finna dog that

Mike mike jackson nigga yeah i'm bad

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

You see dem boys sign me to the scope right

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

K dot got no, flow and dre no dice, my bad thats rata, tat on the mike,

No bullshit, i'm mike with the mic

Small, but you talkin' big

Hold the mike i gotta rip it while it's hot, skeet drop

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop

Niggas talk murder, but they ain't gon ride

This is what its like when im spitting on the mike

I make thriller when i bless the mike

No fronting cause the coppers is coming, like