This is a song about "Pass the mike"

Hand me, like, the freakin mike!

My direction good, well-rounded type

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

You hear that shawty, shh no more talking alright

Then you put fertilizer, lyin, spread the shit around

Got my pimpin game like im the money mike in the town.

If he didn't have the price i'm asking

Like mike tyson when he steps into the ring

Brains off the chain, smart mouth with a dumb ass

Head of the class moments need to pass

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

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right