This is a song about "Phillidelpia"

No not the heiress just one from an escort service

You spend days in your room to look perfect on the surface,

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

Audiences respect the witty girlness and not that dissing curtness.

'cause it was an admired service-man

Put in work make stacks of hunneds, gotta roll dis cash man/