This is a song about "Jackson martin"

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

I need the remedy, dont want to look like jackson

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Getting gangahead in the ashton martin

Mj or michael jackson whatever you call him

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

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

Got a dream like martin, and i must see it be complete/

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

When he told martin luther king junior

They used to call me the future

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

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick