This is a song about "Matt and michael"

Cycles," "you're no michael jackson, i'm having

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Mj or michael jackson whatever you call him

Make the front popand hit the three wheel motion

My other mate michael fucked a street cat

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Wittier than any nigga, sicker then a wino kidney liver

Capped quicker than michael crowned king! lost in a cycle lights flicker

You ain't gon find that

The michael myers of rap,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Watching michael grow up into a man and find a lady,

On the bible you can run

I'm like michael jordan,

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,

To make karma come faster than she normally will