This is a song about "Forbidden love michael hildred"

I'll rap you backwards till you throw up forbidden applesauce

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

Oppose/ enemies with long lost forbidden magic

Mj or michael jackson whatever you call him

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,

Or popeyes, we don't keep no birds in the circle

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

Michael i love you with everything that i have left in me,

Dad and be happy/ a happy me was forbidden to be/ instead

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

They just be eager for money they ain't trynna jesus' mother

On poetry of rap i extended my forbidden knowledge further

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Yea, i hit it up and spit it off with michael/