This is a song about "Mia"

Another fuckin pass and see / the ball go in you call that currency

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

I should use the unsigned verses call me in for my midnight urges

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

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

Sometimes my lyrics are hard to choose i'm like a women to shoes and purses,