This is a song about "Adrian zuanic"

Im not worried, or discouraged, you see us and you know we spit mad verses.

Loadin out with my rap service, let it out on the pad i make the whack versions

And rhyme like carlcee. i tell about my service like its my own fuckin policy.

Cause i'm honestly a partially wobbly odyssey filled with dishonesty.

Dial up words but they're not in service

As a kid thats 3, cursin i ll kill u with just 3 verses