This is a song about "Assbandit"

I'll confess i'm just rushin it, always feels like an emergency

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

Im a better rapper that is non fiction, i got better diction that i must admit

Now money is a service, but it's worthless, there's no purpose, shit,

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

Lines naturally come out of my mind,and end up looking like bad cursive.