This is a song about "Shrim"

Can of monster, meat / collard greens / a block of cheese and broccoli

And rhyme like carlcee. i tell about my service like its my own fuckin policy.

I'll imprison your loved ones in burning furnace

Dial up words but they're not in service

Im steady surgin' with verses, deadly but on the surface im nervous

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service