This is a song about "Tatyana figueroa"

As the devil walks thru the door they fulfill their self righteous urges

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

Dial up words but they're not in service

Cause i got zero consumer surplus

Audiences respect the witty girlness and not that dissing curtness.

As they juggle knives for a deadly purpose, entertaining service, recursive