This is a song about "Michael crouch"

That's life shit alright, shit, i could call you right quick

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

Haha niggas murdered this shit, know what i'm saying

Your stomach is aching michael j fox shaking

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

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

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

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

Youre gettin deffensive like asking michael how many kids he rode

Hold in the truth for so long that you eventually explode!

Mj or michael jackson whatever you call him

Gucci & nike, that’s what i call an option

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,

Turn your face pale white call that michael jackson

Ass-clappin', shawty bag out the wagon