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My name is Michael Jackson, perfect mix of white and black skin

Nose carved by the finest craftsmen

Moonwalk across ice in Aspen, modern Christ of Nazareth

Beyond anything the mind imagined

I look like Michael Jackson, golden shoulder pads on shiny jackets

Diamond Breitling blinding when the lights are flashing

Wild fashion matching, back when 'Member the Time was platinum

Like Aladdin when his wife is Jasmine

She look like Michael Jackson

Are these bones in my face or some type of plastic?

I named my son Blanket, cuz when he was born

That's what he was tightly wrapped in

Stories never ending I feel like Sebastian

But more like Michael Jackson

Man's body that a child's trapped in, instead of playing it's most likely practice

Joseph hit me with a violent thrashing, work us like we addicts

Spirit stifled stagnant, daddy I ain't faggot

I give a kid a hug, people think I'm trying to grab him

Call it pedophile's actions, but I'm just Michael Jackson

Asexual, inside retracted

Suppressed libido shifts the high mind synaptics

Space time collapses spinning like a cyclone

Twisting like a spiral traveling, til I'm not spinning

Like a dreidel to a righteous Catholic

Jehovah's witness on the night of Sabbath, I'm a magnet to divine attraction

Expressing rhythm with a primal passion

Dancing in the silent blackness, stepping in formation with the tribal patterns

Guided by this valley of the Nile magic

I follow shadows sundials cast in

I think I'm Michael Jackson

The one that MK Ultra spiked with acid to the night of homicidal passage

I'm not a DJ, but I was still breathing in the body bag

Clawing fingers vinyl scratching

To the sounds of Michael Jackson

I'll strike a match stick in the driest cabin, fire blasting I'm Spyro the tiny dragon

Burn this entire labyrinth and hide the ashes

I'll write Michael Jackson in bold, underline italics

Uppercase subtitled captions

Mike El, Mikha'el

Which means Who is Like God when defined in Latin

Deeper than the cytoplasmics, quite elaborate

Watching movies in my mind make my eyelids spasm 

If you could read my mind you'd hear a psycho laughing

Back yard got a lion and a tiger napping

Rollercoaster too, keep your seatbelts tightly fastened

Metaphor for the life I'm having

After a day of brain surgery

I enhance my third eye with glasses, I've discovered what your science hasn't

Divide a fraction to a final fragment

The universe is a uterus having wide contractions

I found a pen and the bible happened

I signed it Michael Jackson

Media stressing, need a spinal tapping they killed me and Prince

Whenever lightening happens it's the titans clashing

Crotch tightly grab it

Ladies passing out, got them falling like Mike Tyson jabbed them

Lisa Presley and Naomi Campbell tried to have him

But I denied their passes

Best womb is the test tube

Million other Michael Jacksons aborted inside of napkins

I cry every time it happens

They call me Michael Jackin'

My doctor was a trifling bastard

He's the reason why I'm relapsing

Forever I'm relaxing

I didn't get to say bye to Katherine

Michael Jackson

 

From the darkness, Michael Blackson

From the pipe, Michael Crackson

From the music, Michael Jazzson

I'm not my dad's son