This is a song about "Michael riddle"

Go on, look for a better nigga: girl you can’t find

Criminal mind, subliminal syllables riddle your mind

Mj or michael jackson whatever you call him

Gucci & nike, that’s what i call an option

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Watching michael grow up into a man and find a lady,

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

Torrential rains of syllable bane riddle ur brain n' whittles it//

Light this shit up like christmas trees on michael jackson,

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

I'm going harder than michael around your little brother

To me you’re like a brother, so be my mother lover

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,