This is a song about "Terhune"

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

Lines naturally come out of my mind,and end up looking like bad cursive.

Me and bro came out with the truth, dad didn't give him the boot?

In a park at 2, plotting, trying to garner loot

She like dudes whit lotto money from flippin lotta birds

I'll loot the profit first.. getting props for verbs.