This is a song about "Nick jackson"

Ass-clappin', shawty bag out the wagon

Back the fuck up, i'm on a rampage like jackson

A 30 rack, nick of grass, an acid tab

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

Tryna run up on me late nights with the lights flashing

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

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

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

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

I kill the beat like andrew jackson did the red men

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

Turn your face pale white call that michael jackson

I grew up on circuit boys and go-go music

Stalkin santa cause i could give a fuck for saint nick,