This is a song about "Abe lincoln"

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but

Then summertime, splash dash go for cash like jackson pollock

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

Out came some shit looking like a lincoln log eight feet long,

Cycles," "you're no michael jackson, i'm having

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

And thats just the begin sold out shows from meriden to washington

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Mj or michael jackson whatever you call him

Make the front popand hit the three wheel motion

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

I have dreams of livin large like michael jackson,

God flow, got that winter breeze, like chicago

In the front row at a holy justin bieber show