This is a song about "Kaylee"

If ya asked for my autograph i'd probably draw my dick in cursive

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

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

I'll imprison your loved ones in burning furnace

I'm a very lucky man, to have had her love like i did.

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