This is a song about "Michael brindly"

I'm like michael jordan,

Yeah bitch this date's done

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

My other mate michael fucked a street cat

Mj or michael jackson whatever you call him

Everybody finger point in your direction

Figure i would make the nba and make me a fortune

My nouns and verbs go swish like michael jordan

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

Light this shit up like christmas trees on michael jackson,

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

I scream and jump around on couches while you sit and talk