This is a song about "Amani"

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

Who dreamed to rap up on stages with million fans and open curtains

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

Do yourself a favor quit sayin you know wish bone from bone thugs n harmony,

I'm not even fucking joking i don't play around in verses

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service