This is a song about "John michael houseman"

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

Im john lennon rapping, im the british white biggie

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,

I tacked, now my eyes bare they aren't john smith blank stares,

Welcome to my diary, stressing got me gray hairs

I pop one, you pop one

I'm like michael jordan,

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Mj or michael jackson whatever you call him

Your stomach is aching michael j fox shaking

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

So fuck phoma, tobylain, john five pain to survive

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live