This is a song about "Michael winick"

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

Light this shit up like christmas trees on michael jackson,

A psychopath despite the facts, more than michael jack,

How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back

I scream and jump around on couches while you sit and talk

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

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

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

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

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

I probably go less miles, stay in a small circle

Vocabulary is an armory, knives like michael

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

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree