This is a song about "Michael is fat"

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

My rights are protected, let's see who the fat puppet next is

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

But when i come around her crib, i go in on this chick

When the case is on me fight like a dog, call me michael vick,

I used to have a nine to five

I'll do a fat line and spit some fat rhymes

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

The bitch is too fucking lousy, the fat bitch eats brownies

Click clack with a switch fat

And you all will respect that

Your stomach is aching michael j fox shaking

I'm activated by the moves your making

And that's jay line i had to quote that

My other mate michael fucked a street cat