This is a song about "Marcel"

Smokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stock

P: listen, bitch in a box, get your mime to stitch in your glock

This shits nuts, inclined but the signs worsen/ trying to lift up your minds curtains

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

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