This is a song about "Michael winick"

But i gotta pay homage to my name, kilos, kilos of coke

Youre gettin deffensive like asking michael how many kids he rode

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Your stomach is aching michael j fox shaking

Paparazzi, magazines: please leave me alone

Face attached with that mask that michael myers own

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

You know that love is a very serious thing

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Vocabulary is an armory, knives like michael

Uptown roamers, and south side riders

Kill that nigga like i'm michael myers

A psychopath despite the facts, more than michael jack,

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

And you call this shit rape but i think that rape's fun

I have dreams of livin large like michael jackson,