This is a song about "Katerina skamanis"

An obstacle ill hurdle it while i keep the purple lit

Now money is a service, but it's worthless, there's no purpose, shit,

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service

So i can make a difference, then make rappers feel nervous,

I write for inspiration, to spark communication with others,

Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,