This is a song about "Illane"

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

Packed with potential my goal is give quality rather than quantity

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,

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

Except for the lower class, now what's their purpose?