This is a song about "Sonjai"

All u do is study geology, what i spit was a sign of terminal velocity,

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

Wait a second..the souls still have fear,every hearse reverses.

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

Dial up words but they're not in service

I'll imprison your loved ones in burning furnace