This is a song about "Firefightering"

Doctor: no!!! nurse get in here! we have an emergency!

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

Each time you disperse your verses they are hurling curses

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

Like a personal surgeon, searching for tumors emergin' in urchins