This is a song about "Betra"

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

You spend days in your room to look perfect on the surface,

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

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

So i refuse to follow in the same steps as my old man.

'cause it was an admired service-man