This is a song about "Wyatt jackson"

I need the remedy, dont want to look like jackson

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

Im a thriller like mike jackson,stardom na im already a star im shooting pass them

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun

Benjamin paston and glue jackson

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

Light this shit up like christmas trees on michael jackson,

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

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

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

I kill the beat like andrew jackson did the red men

And it rules everything around them