This is a song about "Pass the mic"

I guarantee that when i pass you the mic, you're gonna choke,

You know i’m stickin' to that proper code: strapped up, lock n load

But, it's my own kind doin' all the killin' herei can't lie, ain't no love for the other side

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

Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig

Kings bow down when i grab the mic

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

K9's all in the kitchen way before i even heard of mike vick

Killing these niggas off quick

Because when you step to the mic,

Baby am i slick

And balence the mic

Pass the blunt and pass the booze

With women with issues

Lady at the frank stand will

Please pass me the vial