This is a song about "Reezus"

I should use the unsigned verses call me in for my midnight urges

Loadin out with my rap service, let it out on the pad i make the whack versions

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

Turn you niggas into urns, my furnaces re-furnish,

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

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