This is a song about "Pass the mike"

My rapping made you soil

So pass the baby oil

These mistakes are a fact of life, get it right

Yea im on the mike im on a hype you wna fight

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

Hold the mike i gotta rip it while it's hot, skeet drop

Niggas diewhen they try to infiltrate my crewwe never hide, we ride

Living life all for you just aint true being white dosent change the word to the mike

Fuck it to the billions, mike jack feeling

Now this is what i call an evening

If you see us on the floor, you'll be watchin' all night

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

Now my momma mentioned the day before what she would like

1:03-1:34- young zeke pass me the mike, blow up the beat like schleich,