This is a song about "Michael stop texting teddi"

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

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

Vocabulary is an armory, knives like michael

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I'm wrecking lexiee's empty head while texting men on my cellphone

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

I keep texting on my phone for the whole night

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,

Or popeyes, we don't keep no birds in the circle

Face attached with that mask that michael myers own

Inhibitions is gone, she just want to be known

Jodi reads while michael and i play on line battlefield dude.

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute