This is a song about "Michael myrs"

You, you, you have to pay for that

My other mate michael fucked a street cat

But if she ain't gonna smoke it ain't gon' happen

Light this shit up like christmas trees on michael jackson,

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

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

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

Vocabulary is an armory, knives like michael

The skin is thick, no need for leather, your father called

N' now i'm stuck no-shows like michael jackson's concerts abroad.

But this bitch really think that i'm 'bout to buy her dinner

Capped quicker than michael crowned king! lost in a cycle lights flicker

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

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