This is a song about "Money maker mike"

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

If its not couture, i will not go to her

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Through troubled times, i find ease with my maker

Makin anything happen, im the maker.. say word?

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

My conscious only knew whats half tight

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

See, she would complained of the tested nature

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

And girl you damn right

Hand me, like, the freakin mike!

"mike come on shut these bitches up man"

Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang