This is a song about "Michael zagorski"

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

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

I probably go less miles, stay in a small circle

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

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

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

Capped quicker than michael crowned king! lost in a cycle lights flicker

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

Psycho: i'm liable to go michael, take your pick

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

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

On the bible you can run

I'm like michael jordan,

Well, i can handle that

The michael myers of rap,