Most NBA fans know that Ron Artest isn’t the brightest bulb in the tanning bed* so his soul stirring tribute song to Michael Jackson is just what one would expect for him to cook up in the studio. It  still doesn’t stop the shit from being all types of wrong though.

Yo, on some real shit, Michael, Michael, Michael, you my nigga. I know a thug would cry for you, my dude. Aint no R&B singer really ever made me cry. Makes me wanna meet you, touch your hand. Ya know?

Now I’m mad, real mad, Joe Jackson. Shame on all of you from holding out on this here king fuckery! Listen, I have been guilty of encouraging the kids who had the same teacher all day long in high school to participate in freestyle battles [Whaddup Drake?]  Eli Porter style but that’s all behind me now. This my friend is another act of God entirely and should not be compared. Take a listen for yourself under the hood.

* One free pair of House of Dereon ass pads for the first person to tell me what movie I swiped that from. Hint: Michael, Michael, Michael Cera, you my nigga!

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