This is a song about "Michael frau"

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Your stomach is aching michael j fox shaking

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Light this shit up like christmas trees on michael jackson,

I have dreams of livin large like michael jackson,

Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some

Spit it like i get it from the bible for your survival

Vocabulary is an armory, knives like michael

Face attached with that mask that michael myers own

And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne

Turn your face pale white call that michael jackson

She’s a star if i ever seen one

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

I'm going harder than michael around your little brother

I can't play basketball like michael jordan did

I mean the shit is, huey newton going stupid