This is a song about "Rap mc"

This lyrical silencer silencing any kind if mc

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

So don't be mistaking me for some faking mc,

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift

I'm an mc still as honest

While he is going mc down

It's just my soda mixed with brown

Expose those fries, can't hold those down

Cause mc crown wears his mc crown

Mc still nothing but net

One day a bed

But it seems like a scene outta flick

Yo your going up against the illest mc