This is a song about "Epicness"

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

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

No not the heiress just one from an escort service

Acting fearless just to get some votes doesn't serve a purpose,

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

Classy verses write my perversions in cursive