This is a song about "Daelyn"

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

As the devil walks thru the door they fulfill their self righteous urges

Autonomy cosmetology, follow me, you're mahogany, colony,

And rhyme like carlcee. i tell about my service like its my own fuckin policy.

Dial up words but they're not in service

You spend days in your room to look perfect on the surface,