This is a song about "Nationl citezon service"

No not the heiress just one from an escort service

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

Dial up words but they're not in service

Dial up words but they're not in service

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

Here i go again, falling in love

Dial up words but they're not in service

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

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

Together all the timethought it was true love

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service