This is a song about "Michael clifford"

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

My other mate michael fucked a street cat

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

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

Turn your face pale white call that michael jackson

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

Light this shit up like christmas trees on michael jackson,

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

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

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

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

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

My nouns and verbs go swish like michael jordan

I'm going harder than michael around your little brother

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her