This is a song about "Dorutos"

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

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

I'm not even fucking joking i don't play around in verses

Dial up words but they're not in service

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

Astrology, monopolies' atrocities, poverty, economy,