This is a song about "Monzer"

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

Autonomy cosmetology, follow me, you're mahogany, colony,

Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,

But now its whatever, knowing your the batter of another man that matters,

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

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service