This is a song about "Mike"

Fuckin phony crackers up like mike myers

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

(verse 2: young sandwich/ dead mike)

Neither black nor white

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

Lightning is striking, water hittin' on my window like ike

Fuck it to the billions, mike jack feeling

I think it's only right, hoarse and everything

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

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

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

I'm swinging haymakers like mike tyson

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

If you something like paid you can fuck tonight