This is a song about "Craka"

Dial up words but they're not in service

As a kid thats 3, cursin i ll kill u with just 3 verses

My homeboy brave he annoy brothers so he in grave like others

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

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

Snap her adam's apple, have a laugh, and toss her off a bridge