This is a song about "Conjunctions"

'cause it was an admired service-man

Put in work make stacks of hunneds, gotta roll dis cash man/

Acting fearless just to get some votes doesn't serve a purpose,

"in a month your baby boy will surface"

I like alliterative verses, i like cussing and inovative curses

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