This is a song about "Michael j fox"

So i grab my megan fox pussy simulator

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

"damn d j t j is going fucking ham"

And tell ‘em that i don’t give a damn

D j t j, the best, do his thing

Abroad flying and bar buying from broad writing

On my fox flow, ring a ding ling ling

Add me, take me, pay me it’s nothing

Instead i sat back took notes tried to be sneaky like a fox,

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

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

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers

Like j-j-j-mont, but next time she utters

For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots

Ill be shaken it up like michael jay fox