This is a song about "Mike tyson"

Call me malcolm sex or tyson

Cold, my style making my nose run

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

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

Dj turn me up, ladies this your jam

"mike come on shut these bitches up man"

Whatever man, as long as tyson isn't chicken

Hot where i'm from, the newscasters don't come

Yo, fuck 2dopeboyz and fuck nah right

I make thriller when i bless the mike

My balls mike tyson in the 90s

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress

Over me the same peeps that have died

Hand me, like, the freakin mike!