This is a song about "Jaqueline"

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

My punch lines make you bleed internally,

I like alliterative verses, i like cussing and inovative curses

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

Im not worried, or discouraged, you see us and you know we spit mad verses.

Loadin out with my rap service, let it out on the pad i make the whack versions