This is a song about "Deshawn"

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

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

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

All u do is study geology, what i spit was a sign of terminal velocity,

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

Writing line after line i never quit, finish the lyrics now its time to spit.