This is a song about "Stripp"

Astrology, monopolies' atrocities, poverty, economy,

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

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

Im not worried, or discouraged, you see us and you know we spit mad verses.

No not the heiress just one from an escort service

As a kid thats 3, cursin i ll kill u with just 3 verses