This is a song about "Michael antczak"

Sneak up on attack

The michael myers of rap,

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Kill that nigga like i'm michael myers

Cause they say a mind that's idle is a devil's toy aisle

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,

And i have forsaken my marriage, now she gon take me for loot

Jodi reads while michael and i play on line battlefield dude.

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

My nouns and verbs go swish like michael jordan

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

Light this shit up like christmas trees on michael jackson,

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

Youre gettin deffensive like asking michael how many kids he rode

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

A psychopath despite the facts, more than michael jack,