This is a song about "Michael"

I still keep it indie, y'all worried the dow slim

Mj or michael jackson whatever you call him

Yea, i hit it up and spit it off with michael/

I probably go less miles, stay in a small circle

Light this shit up like christmas trees on michael jackson,

We buy guns and more guns, to give to the young

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Its yatzee my game is over i live for michael now.

I'm going harder than michael around your little brother

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

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

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

So police say it was suicide, suspiciously walks by the murder scene with his hooded coat

Youre gettin deffensive like asking michael how many kids he rode

Psycho: i'm liable to go michael, take your pick

And whack hoes hatin' on key out in public