This is a song about "Deion"

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

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

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

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

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

Wait a second..the souls still have fear,every hearse reverses.