This is a song about "Michael kim"

Yea, i hit it up and spit it off with michael/

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

So i think that you and kim should just head on down south

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

The owner bout to prosecute, the niggas tell her that she's cute

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

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

Vocabulary is an armory, knives like michael

Kill that nigga like i'm michael myers

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

I can't play basketball like michael jordan did

Start the applause, a rebel soul lifted