This is a song about "Kanue"

Lines naturally come out of my mind,and end up looking like bad cursive.

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

Dial up words but they're not in service

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

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

I'm the kind of kid whose main purpose is to shake earth's surface