This is a song about "Bicho"

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

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

Acting fearless just to get some votes doesn't serve a purpose,

Dial up words but they're not in service

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

Like we were playing a game of monopoly, living in shitty quality,