This is a song about "Kyedon"

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

Is low and is only get worsed you might as well be under a curses

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

Dial up words but they're not in service

Should know opportunity's a bitch you often see with the rich,

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