This is a song about "Enimys"

I'm the kind of kid whose main purpose is to shake earth's surface

No not the heiress just one from an escort service

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

Autonomy cosmetology, follow me, you're mahogany, colony,

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

My punch lines make you bleed internally,