This is a song about "Abe lincoln"

I was born to do the damn thing

Feeling, of appealing

Your micheal jackson and i'm 50 cent

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

No narcotics in my pockets, only got 1 jackson in my wallet

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Reaping the humans of leaps of good will

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

George jackson packin' a magnum

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,

The clinical attempts at schizophrenia's critical

Of which im not exactly proud of,

Yo, bubble gum that reese's pieces

They gotta point em out baby

Part of my heart beat, inside of me