This is a song about "Udo"

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

Classy verses write my perversions in cursive

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

I write for inspiration, to spark communication with others,

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

Im a better rapper that is non fiction, i got better diction that i must admit