This is a song about "Attaturk"

Gave away for another day a real renisance man

'cause it was an admired service-man

Is low and is only get worsed you might as well be under a curses

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

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

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