This is a song about "Michael antczak"

Light this shit up like christmas trees on michael jackson,

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

Face attached with that mask that michael myers own

Your stomach is aching michael j fox shaking

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

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

If this was a game, i already know that i would come out winner

I have dreams of livin large like michael jackson,

I’ll catch my breath a little, money alright where i’m from

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

We touch down in moscow and take flicks like click click

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

Vocabulary is an armory, knives like michael

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

Do i condone it or is this some kind of small talk