This is a song about "Niko"

Audiences respect the witty girlness and not that dissing curtness.

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

Lines naturally come out of my mind,and end up looking like bad cursive.

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,

Snap her adam's apple, have a laugh, and toss her off a bridge