This is a song about "Tyler jackson"

I just want to kick it, kick it for the rest

Your micheal jackson and i'm 50 cent

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

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

With no receivers had the pickin of a option

Mj or michael jackson whatever you call him

Me and my microphone could be one

Turn your face pale white call that michael jackson

They giving pounds and that before get the money

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

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

Then summertime, splash dash go for cash like jackson pollock

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

I want to fight the music on this one

Benjamin paston and glue jackson