This is a song about "Bonor"

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

This shits nuts, inclined but the signs worsen/ trying to lift up your minds curtains

I like alliterative verses, i like cussing and inovative curses

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

Ever since i wrote raps first, i knew i'd write perfect verses,

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service