This is a song about "Familu"

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

You've heard it as a myth, but this is a hype for curses

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

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

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

Im not worried, or discouraged, you see us and you know we spit mad verses.