This is a song about "Skola"

No not the heiress just one from an escort service

Acting fearless just to get some votes doesn't serve a purpose,

Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,

Im #psychophysical, the rap bastard brushin my teeth with the rustiest daggers

Do yourself a favor quit sayin you know wish bone from bone thugs n harmony,

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