This is a song about "Nadeshotr"

I like alliterative verses, i like cussing and inovative curses

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

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

Now all i want is more my little pony toys to play wit

Being chased by the tears of a stronger man,

'cause it was an admired service-man