This is a song about "Racist mike"

350 on the stove and it's 90 outside

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

I just play my part make moves like chess

My balls mike tyson in the 90s

It's them who've lost love, and love for a lyricist

So much disrespect, it's like we're all growin' racist,

I'm more insane than a rapist, or a stateless racist

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

Working day or night

Hand me, like, the freakin mike!

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,

Spit it like i get it from the bible for your survival