This is a song about "Michael hates diana"

Everybody finger point in your direction

After she got her ass slapped now she fuckin' hates him

Or popeyes, we don't keep no birds in the circle

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,

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

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

But now my target's you. a best friend who hates my relation

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

My father hates me, this it what it seems to be

Death hates the livin so the livins getting lynched

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

The michael myers of rap,

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Because the system really hates us, out or lives it tugs,

And all we lack is communication like service sucks