This is a song about "Dimethyltryptamine"

I like alliterative verses, i like cussing and inovative curses

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

Dial up words but they're not in service

So i can make a difference, then make rappers feel nervous,

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.