This is a song about "Cleaning service"

With handfuls of razor blades i'm cleaning you with mace

Fire starter put me anywhere i just blaze

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

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

Dial up words but they're not in service

Now momma told me be careful who you love

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

One dime tossed on her lap! "thanks for the service but now your worthless"

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

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

And all women who had light features, see

Huh, a metaphor of course

But im cleaning you of bars like chores