This is a song about "Gwids"

Astrology, monopolies' atrocities, poverty, economy,

And rhyme like carlcee. i tell about my service like its my own fuckin policy.

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

Is low and is only get worsed you might as well be under a curses

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

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