This is a song about "Ryshe"

Dial up words but they're not in service

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

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

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

This shits nuts, inclined but the signs worsen/ trying to lift up your minds curtains

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