This is a song about "Evan campbell"

Light this shit up like christmas trees on michael jackson,

We sometimes acknowledge the beat as from

George jackson packin' a magnum

I am not the only one

Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one

Back the fuck up, i'm on a rampage like jackson

Not even aquaman,i will clark kent on a daily and not plan it im on top and they cannot stand it

Everyone swallow this dick bitch i wrote high qaulity shit fucking rap kit make this fit fire is lit

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

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

Mike mike jackson nigga yeah i'm bad

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

And i can get em all without lots of effort

I could be brian and you could be stewart

I would go rampage jackson on him, he went on me

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy