This is a song about "Sunnyd"

Dial up words but they're not in service

That's why i try to write the best ill verses with real purpose,

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

This shits nuts, inclined but the signs worsen/ trying to lift up your minds curtains

I'll imprison your loved ones in burning furnace

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service