This is a song about "How i like michael"

Ill be shaken it up like michael jay fox

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Kill that nigga like i'm michael myers

Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers

I see your love and radiance coming out of michael my son,

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

This entire fucking game is just michael, him and i

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

Graves teh rippers raised scythe sharp like michael myers

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

Call me michael vick i go down behind my dogs

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops