This is a song about "Kamasutra"

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

I like alliterative verses, i like cussing and inovative curses

This shits nuts, inclined but the signs worsen/ trying to lift up your minds curtains

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

You spend days in your room to look perfect on the surface,

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service