This is a song about "Jackson"

Light this shit up like christmas trees on michael jackson,

But if she ain't gonna smoke it ain't gon' happen

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party

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

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

I need the remedy, dont want to look like jackson

Instead of countin sheep, niggas countin cannibalsand that's how it is in the pen

Im a thriller like mike jackson,stardom na im already a star im shooting pass them

Jackson in the jacket show goes on without the racket

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,

And louder than a microphone that's slightly near a lion's den

I kill the beat like andrew jackson did the red men