This is a song about "Shir"

Bow your heads-i see the lines of my beaten artist hearses.

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

Now money is a service, but it's worthless, there's no purpose, shit,

Snap her adam's apple, have a laugh, and toss her off a bridge

Rhymes jumping with acrobatic verses..watchout my verses jump verses

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