This is a song about "Happt"

All u do is study geology, what i spit was a sign of terminal velocity,

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

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

Classy verses write my perversions in cursive

That's why i try to write the best ill verses with real purpose,

Dial up words but they're not in service