This is a song about "Service desk"

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

Bangin' my face on my desk like i'm takin' a test and i'm blankin' on basically every question

The long road to success is dangerous

Dial up words but they're not in service

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

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

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes

Of your desk stool, until you mess up, then the messiah of rap flows

And hit up chess king and have the lady at the desk bring

Its easy on tv make them believe what they be seeing

Now momma told me be careful who you love

Dial up words but they're not in service

I can't write when there's shit on my desk

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free