This is a song about "Michael angelis"

I'm going harder than michael around your little brother

You bulemic, struggling niggas ain’t eating supper

Me and folarin mmg gon' bring that warner back

A psychopath despite the facts, more than michael jack,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

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

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

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Face attached with that mask that michael myers own

The streets in need of a king, you can tell 'em i’m home