This is a song about "Alfie pearson"

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

Divided families and tore 'em up and saddened mothers,

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

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

Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,

My homeboy brave he annoy brothers so he in grave like others