This is a song about "Michael myers truth hate"

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,

I probably go less miles, stay in a small circle

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

Fuckin phony crackers up like mike myers

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

Even if i roll i'm a forever going to be home

Face attached with that mask that michael myers own

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

Myers, give me hacksaws and pliers

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

Kill that nigga like i'm michael myers

But cant uncover the truth

Niggas die over shoes

Or at least inquire similar desires

Graves teh rippers raised scythe sharp like michael myers