This is a song about "Saskia"

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

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

You might collapse and take a nap for all of eternity

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

I like alliterative verses, i like cussing and inovative curses