This is a song about "Chealse"

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

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

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

Except for the lower class, now what's their purpose?

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

That's why i try to write the best ill verses with real purpose,