This is a song about "Popeyes"

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

Sometimes my lyrics are hard to choose i'm like a women to shoes and purses,

Dial up words but they're not in service

Ever since i wrote raps first, i knew i'd write perfect verses,

To revolutionize banners, killing like cancers here are the factors

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