This is a song about "Michael"

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

N' now i'm stuck no-shows like michael jackson's concerts abroad.

I'm seeing things that's being mean making me sick

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

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

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

I have dreams of livin large like michael jackson,

But i don't trust anybody, yeah no one

With my red p hat, nigga you know we back

My other mate michael fucked a street cat

My talent should take me places i've never been

Light this shit up like christmas trees on michael jackson,

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

My nouns and verbs go swish like michael jordan

Youre gettin deffensive like asking michael how many kids he rode

But i gotta pay homage to my name, kilos, kilos of coke