"M.I.K.E."

[Chorus]
I don't know what you heard about me
But I am freaking crazy
Even dangled my child over a balcony
(Hee Hee) I'm M-I-K-E
[Repeat]

[Verse 1]
Now shorty, he at Toys R US, his name was Dan
He got a thing for that X-box, that's my man
He likes fantasies too, I like Peter Pan
I flash a little toy man, and my toy got him
A hour later, had that boy up in the Mcdonalds
Them bad kids in his ear saying Mike's no good
I got the kid in the mall talking about my lost childhood
I liked his style, I liked his smile, I liked his bandana
He's from the city, I think he like me cause I'm from Gary, Indiana
I ain't that guy trying to holla cause of the nice things you said
I'm that guy trying to holla cause I want you and your brother in my bed
I don't care how you perform at Neverland wit me
Boy call me right back, catch a cab, and come and touch me kid
Look baby this is simple, I'm Michael Jackson you see
You touching me, you touching M-I-K-E
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[Verse 2]
I'm bout molesting little boys you see, (hee hee) you can holla at me
If you wanna be touched, I'm M-I-K-E
Not what you see on TV, not crazy, no fake
Head full of hair, boy I'm M-I-K-E
Come get freaky with me, if you curious to see
how it feels to be with M-I-K-E
Roll in the Benz with me, you could watch TV
From the backseat of my V, I'm M-I-K-E
Boy we could drink some Kool-aid and we could have a ball
We could toast to the good life, boy we could have it all
We could really splurge boy, and tear up the mall
If ever you need someone, I'm the one you should call
I'll be there to pick you up, if ever you should fall
If you got problems, I can solve'em, they big or they small
Those critics just don't understand me
I'm your friend, your father, and molester, HEE HEE
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[Verse 3]
I told you fools before, I stay cool
I kept a monkey, some noses, and took some boys from school
I holla at a boy til I get their parents confused
He got on Payless, me I got them on too
I'm shopping for toys, in the summer they cheaper
Man this boy you can have him, when he gets older I ain't gon keep him
Man, boys come and go, every child molestor knows
You saying it's secret, but you ain't gotta keep it on the low
Boy choose me, I'll have you in between my sheets
Put my other boys down, you get thrown out in the street
Now Rick my bottom boy, I bought him some Pro Keds
Cause he really knows how to give... well it can't be said
Get parents out of my pockets, i ain't payin
I love kids, that's all i'm sayin
Just catch a cab, come to me, HEE HEE
[Chorus]

Yeah, My name is Michael Jackson
and I love all the children.
You welcome to my pants oops I mean
to The Neverland Ranch anytime.
I love you kids! HEE HEE