This is a song about "3ds"

As they juggle knives for a deadly purpose, entertaining service, recursive

Audiences respect the witty girlness and not that dissing curtness.

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

You might collapse and take a nap for all of eternity

I want you to do great in school so you can be whateveryouwant to be.

I go sky high, not before i get get tired of these lies, science can't name me