This is a song about "Melman"

Dial up words but they're not in service

Im steady surgin' with verses, deadly but on the surface im nervous

The crowd's with me, all according to plan

'cause it was an admired service-man

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

Can of monster, meat / collard greens / a block of cheese and broccoli