This is a song about "Money maker mike dissing"

You wouldn't be missing if you weren't dissing

No commentary my man, i come out swinging

Through troubled times, i find ease with my maker

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

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

Studio fifty four if we get the props right

You see dem boys sign me to the scope right

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

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Momma always said id end up a trouble maker

Hand me, like, the freakin mike!

Which you know i'm different, right