This is a song about "Daanya"

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

Like a personal surgeon, searching for tumors emergin' in urchins

If ya asked for my autograph i'd probably draw my dick in cursive

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

Gave away for another day a real renisance man

'cause it was an admired service-man