This is a song about "Progeria"

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service

I'm the kind of kid whose main purpose is to shake earth's surface

Autonomy cosmetology, follow me, you're mahogany, colony,

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

Im steady surgin' with verses, deadly but on the surface im nervous

Dial up words but they're not in service