This is a song about "Taekwondo"

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'm the kind of kid whose main purpose is to shake earth's surface

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

I'm hot like the backlash backdraft from sugar packets packed with anthrax

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