This is a song about "Mayra"

'cause it was an admired service-man

But what satan doesn't know, is jesus is your right hand man,

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

Turn you niggas into urns, my furnaces re-furnish,

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses