This is a song about "Toleman"

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,

No not the heiress just one from an escort service

Im steady surgin' with verses, deadly but on the surface im nervous

Bastard, hap hazardous track master, put a beat on and words become lavishly crass daggers/

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