This is a song about "Lovea"

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service

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

And rhyme like carlcee. i tell about my service like its my own fuckin policy.

Behold signs for the non-believers endless sleepers in this odyssey,

I'll imprison your loved ones in burning furnace

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service