This is a song about "Micheal jackson"

No narcotics in my pockets, only got 1 jackson in my wallet

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Benjamin paston and glue jackson

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

"billie" in my "jeans", rest in peace mike jackson!

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

While on the moon guess i'm micheal

Lady at the frank stand will

Made it to the dream team like micheal jordan

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

I have dreams of livin large like michael jackson,

I would go rampage jackson on him, he went on me

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,