This is a song about "Dylan forshee"

Is low and is only get worsed you might as well be under a curses

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

Except for the lower class, now what's their purpose?

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

Just another day poisonin the minds of ever ready virgins

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