This is a song about "Hatian drivers"

'cause it was an admired service-man

So i refuse to follow in the same steps as my old man.

I like alliterative verses, i like cussing and inovative curses

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

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

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