This is a song about "The mic is alive"

Possibly the best alive

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

Slit the veins keeping me alive

Hold on..i'll catch y'all up in the next life

I make sure to not finish i rap until the mic is bleeding

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Or step son your style is unwanted step son put the mic down

They stop the whole game everytime i come around

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs

Everyday is like the lottery, hes lucky to be alive

No other alike on the mic when i write i feel alive despite

At monster madness doing drive by's on a fucking fixie bike

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

The marriage of me and the mic is just like magic