This is a song about "Michael is a poop"

Capped quicker than michael crowned king! lost in a cycle lights flicker

I’m picking through the crowd tryna see a little clearer

Vocabulary is an armory, knives like michael

To make karma come faster than she normally will

I like to poop out of my butt,

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

I can't play basketball like michael jordan did

For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good

But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll

Was tricked to sit on poop, by some puke-able asshole

I’m saving major loot

With a fistfull of poop,

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

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee