This is a song about "Aleah"

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

Astrology, monopolies' atrocities, poverty, economy,

This shits nuts, inclined but the signs worsen/ trying to lift up your minds curtains

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

Audiences respect the witty girlness and not that dissing curtness.

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses