This is a song about "Money maker mike dissing"

Mike mike jackson nigga yeah i'm bad

Then clap then shake it without breaking your back

Momma always said id end up a trouble maker

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

I seem to love these whips - a white

Hand me, like, the freakin mike!

+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job done

I'm swinging haymakers like mike tyson

I know your schedule so today's you meet your maker

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Through troubled times, i find ease with my maker

Folarin, the muse of the hater

So many haters, callin' me faker, money maker.

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

I shut em down, you fuck around, meet ya maker

See, she would complained of the tested nature