This is a song about "Serve you"

The type of embarrassment i serve stays with you for life

My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

Serve me 'cuz hip-hop degrades you, bitch i'll strip your corpse,

About disaster in the world and

Rocks in my mouth serve as a testament.

Just got up and screamed, fuck the world

Sworn to serve till soul hurt, and his bones burst/

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

Serve me 'cuz hip-hop degrades you, bitch i'll strip your corpse,

Dear dad a failure of patience/ congratulations/ my observations serve me well/

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell