This is a song about "Martine"

Goes on in, walks into his home,

But i'm watchin the throne

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

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

Hacky sack and lighter on the side phone in the left and miscellaneous right

All you did was try to eradicate my sight making me see only black and white/