This is a song about "Bucs"

Cause i'm honestly a partially wobbly odyssey filled with dishonesty.

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

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

I like alliterative verses, i like cussing and inovative curses

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

Im moving on from ex , but i get jealous , am i a hypocrite?