This is a song about "Druid"

I'll imprison your loved ones in burning furnace

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

Loadin out with my rap service, let it out on the pad i make the whack versions

I should use the unsigned verses call me in for my midnight urges

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

Sometimes my lyrics are hard to choose i'm like a women to shoes and purses,