This is a song about "Mike the whiteboy"

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

This is what its like when im spitting on the mike

Vroom vroom, keep the motor running girl, you know it don't stop

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

They say i’m special as devin hester on fourth down

Got my pimpin game like im the money mike in the town.

Niggas diewhen they try to infiltrate my crewwe never hide, we ride

Living life all for you just aint true being white dosent change the word to the mike

I woulda done anything for my own

"mike go home" as i snatch the microphone

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

I can't see yalet's show these fools how we do it over on this west side

No bullshit, i'm mike with the mic

She got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

I make thriller when i bless the mike

See i can put down the pipe