Every time the eerie, hypnotic strums of Curren$y’s “Michael Knight” come through our speakers, we find ourselves transported to the hazy, weed-addled mind of Spitta. The song isn’t so much about its content as it is about its groove. We know it’s hard to appreciate the genius of a hook that’s as simple as repeating, “Michael Knight, Michael Knight, Michael Knight, Michael Knight, Michael Knight [crazy whistle]” but there’s something mystifying about this song. Enough so that it can win over even the most ardent Curren$y critic.