This is a song about "Mike"

Pour a little gas, spark up your lighters

Runnin' with an axe i'm mike myers/

(verse 2: young sandwich/ dead mike)

Left side, left side

Mike, you think i'll mike out/ but i got you bank account, what do you doubt/

She leave before the sun up, leave you something to think about

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

Cause them wolf gang niggas threw them off the bandwagon like

Killing this rap game, i'm great like mike.

In this life you dead wrong or ain't living right

You hear that shawty, shh no more talking alright

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

Harder niggas try to hate me, they be lovin’ this side

I took big leaps and jumps. they can call me like mike.