This is a song about "Reuben collins"

I'm michael myers i swallow flames so don't bother spitting fire,

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

So you finally got the nerve

Kill that nigga like i'm michael myers

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

Myers, liars, try us, bar fires, slash ya car tires,

Getting brain when i’m talking on the phone

Face attached with that mask that michael myers own

Myers, give me hacksaws and pliers

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

And i'm hiding in your closet and imma come out of that shit like jason collins

A little bit when i spit this cuz i'm lyrically gifted with a few lickety split tricks

Runnin' with an axe i'm mike myers/

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Snapple fact: you rather wack

The michael myers of rap,