This is a song about "Serving time"

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Face your fate of serving in my servitude

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Life's a war i'm a soldier in it i'm serving

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine

Lyrical wizard emcees parkside proves time after time

Serving haters shots i'm a bartender no morgan i'm

Is it possible at the same moment in time

I went to it serving a sentence for murderin' instruments

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Fitting that you're the tutor cause i'm serving you a lesson

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

A space encounter serving paste and powder

Inadvertently flowing a slurred serving of slippery words

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works