This is a song about "Drizzl"

Im steady surgin' with verses, deadly but on the surface im nervous

Dial up words but they're not in service

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

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

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

Lines naturally come out of my mind,and end up looking like bad cursive.