This is a song about "Curley jefferson"

And i’m still alive, magic johnson arise

Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

Jackson in the jacket show goes on without the racket

Turn your face pale white call that michael jackson

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

Spanglish, taylor, jamie, my ranking and yugioh trading cards

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

Fucking the game up, working magic with this johnson

I probably go less miles, stay in a small circle

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,

No stress battling cos you copy shit, but i'm original, invent it like thomas jefferson/

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

This thing that you could imagine

Marshall faulk, steven jackson