This is a song about "Tecun uman"

Should know opportunity's a bitch you often see with the rich,

Now money is a service, but it's worthless, there's no purpose, shit,

Dial up words but they're not in service

Ever since i wrote raps first, i knew i'd write perfect verses,

I inclined the bastard / to fight or i will use my knifes 'n' daggers

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