This is a song about "Nationl citezon service"

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

No not the heiress just one from an escort service

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

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

Probably be dirt rich and worthless

Dial up words but they're not in service

Together all the timethought it was true love

Dial up words but they're not in service

Dial up words but they're not in service

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

She mighty fine but i notice that her heart resides next to bitterness

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

Okay i'm trying to hit, something's just gotta give

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush