This is a song about "Qwertyuiop"

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

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

I'm not even fucking joking i don't play around in verses

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

Made logically because he came outta school failing english, maths and biology

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