This is a song about "Jemz"

Can of monster, meat / collard greens / a block of cheese and broccoli

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

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

Dial up words but they're not in service

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

I'll imprison your loved ones in burning furnace