This is a song about "Racist mike"

My nephew looking at me cause his daddy is his idol

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,

And girl you damn right

Hand me, like, the freakin mike!

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

That's why i cross the street. not 'cause i'm racist

So the homie wale can leave the hook right

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

Focus let me show you the light

(verse 2: young sandwich/ dead mike)

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

Niggas run and hidenapoleon will provide

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

I'll show you there's a few good left that exist