This is a song about "Michael stamp"

I'm like michael jordan,

I pop one, you pop one

But that was fiction, some coward got the story twisted

I can't play basketball like michael jordan did

Youre gettin deffensive like asking michael how many kids he rode

While i lay back and take a toke of your personal oz of smoke

I'm going harder than michael around your little brother

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

My other mate michael fucked a street cat

The real muscle in the message of that

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm thru with that shit

Watch me blind your antics, frees? i'll grind and stamp it

You fool deserve a bravo followed by stamp hoe on your forehead

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

Spit it like i get it from the bible for your survival

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,