This is a song about "Cambelltwon"

No not the heiress just one from an escort service

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

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

Astrology, monopolies' atrocities, poverty, economy,

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

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