This is a song about "Trestin"

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

You spend days in your room to look perfect on the surface,

No not the heiress just one from an escort service

I'll imprison your loved ones in burning furnace

Im not worried, or discouraged, you see us and you know we spit mad verses.

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