This is a song about "Fillia ramera"

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

The crowd's with me, all according to plan

'cause it was an admired service-man

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

Turn you niggas into urns, my furnaces re-furnish,