This is a song about "Michael rosen rap"

I could send my10 year old michael to your place to teach you how to rap.

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

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

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

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

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

Cause they say a mind that's idle is a devil's toy aisle

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,

My nouns and verbs go swish like michael jordan

+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job done

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun

I have dreams of livin large like michael jackson,

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

My other mate michael fucked a street cat