This is a song about "Mike tyson knock you out"

Your bitch just ain't full of you, she just might be a dyke

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

After your hoes leave the jets' hangout

If you saw him you would knock his eyes out

And i don't blame you, cause game gets swang like it ain't shit

Delivering a knock out punch to the illuminate.

I must go like fly route

I'll just knock you the fuck out

In the back seat and it's getting quite loud

4th quarter, how you gon go and take mike out?

To knock you out of your senses

Professing they found one ready as this

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

Would you really just think that i'd not come back whippin' ass like i'm mike tyson,