This is a song about "Lambourgini"

Ever since i wrote raps first, i knew i'd write perfect verses,

Dial up words but they're not in service

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

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

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