This is a song about "Freind"

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

So i can make a difference, then make rappers feel nervous,

But now its whatever, knowing your the batter of another man that matters,

Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

Classy verses write my perversions in cursive