This is a song about "Themba"

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

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

Now all i want is more my little pony toys to play wit

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

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

You know better not to mess with my verses..