This is a song about "Moxtape"

I like alliterative verses, i like cussing and inovative curses

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

An obstacle ill hurdle it while i keep the purple lit

Now money is a service, but it's worthless, there's no purpose, shit,

You never wanted dis to happen but det was your courtesy

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously