This is a song about "Kiko"

So i refuse to follow in the same steps as my old man.

'cause it was an admired service-man

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

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

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

Its absurd but im certain this person is lurking behind curtains