This is a song about "Samangha"

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

I'll imprison your loved ones in burning furnace

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

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

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

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service