This is a song about "Michael jorden"

They napped and slept on me, man, i hate black

My other mate michael fucked a street cat

I'm going harder than michael around your little brother

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Its yatzee my game is over i live for michael now.

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

Light this shit up like christmas trees on michael jackson,

Jodi reads while michael and i play on line battlefield dude.

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

Sacrivicing your money for food on hoes you'll end up hungry and broke.

Youre gettin deffensive like asking michael how many kids he rode

My nouns and verbs go swish like michael jordan

Okay you dancing drinking on your last one

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

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