This is a song about "Pass the mic"

Im always killin in the mic,

Keep the bitches on my dick

So pass the baby oil

You have laid your footprint in the soil

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

Jesus christ, i'm breathin' life into the mic,

Done now, pass the mic to my affiliate, who implicates/

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

So drop the slam and let's get sick

Im a god on the mic

And proceed to rip apart this mic but i guess i could pass it off to the right

American dreaming, days of a heathen running up in your building at night

When we blast it and then pass the mic to save rap music,

I master vandalism and my louie v's sprouse shit

Everything freezes, soon as i touch the mic

Tie titanium around their neck and watch em panic