This is a song about "Chok"

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

Dial up words but they're not in service

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

Now all i want is more my little pony toys to play wit

Simply unable to afford four little pills that cost only a few dollars

Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,