This is a song about "Tyler jackson"

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

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

My talent should take me places i've never been

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

I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one

Light this shit up like christmas trees on michael jackson,

Then summertime, splash dash go for cash like jackson pollock

I had a long day and i really wanna fuck

Tyler was a teenager and had no goal

To clear my head i'm feelin low, losin control

Marshall faulk, steven jackson

I'm a son of gun

Why me, i say it cause we number one

George jackson packin' a magnum

I need the remedy, dont want to look like jackson

Hard to move on when you always regret one