This is a song about "Hundry"

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

Audiences respect the witty girlness and not that dissing curtness.

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

My homeboy brave he annoy brothers so he in grave like others

You got some plan? your the big man?

'cause it was an admired service-man