This is a song about "Coll"

That cred represents and i kill kings like double motherfuckin' dead presidents,

This rhythm is blessed, never resist rippin' ur diminishin' threats

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

Im #psychophysical, the rap bastard brushin my teeth with the rustiest daggers

I'm not even fucking joking i don't play around in verses

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service