This is a song about "Roast michael"

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

I can't play basketball like michael jordan did

She said she wanna man, told her im real rap

My other mate michael fucked a street cat

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

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

Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from

I have dreams of livin large like michael jackson,

After every show, a dream she hold

I hope u consider this rap a roast

That this ain't over cause i'll scold you then i'll roast you again

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

All these little dreams you got, they're not shit

Thinking its a sausage, he's ready to roast it/

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Roast to dusk, i don't give two fucks like cloned celibate sluts