Michael i love you with everything that i have left in me,
A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
You and i aren't that fortunate in our hunting for love,
Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus
Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process
Of people that would love him and follow him. do what he says.
Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus
How could he do that to those who he claims to love,
Where maino at? in my new whip with the same old strap
You say he love you but baby were that ring at?
You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king
With a love thats steady that started with a thing,
Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big
You know the type of bitches that fell in love with that glass dick
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