This is a song about "Aguilar"

Each time you disperse your verses they are hurling curses

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

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

I like alliterative verses, i like cussing and inovative curses

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

Can of monster, meat / collard greens / a block of cheese and broccoli