This is a song about "United parcel service"

No not the heiress just one from an escort service

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'you can't complain you was dealt this

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

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

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

In my mind's eye, i'm high like united airlines

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

Dial up words but they're not in service

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

Dial up words but they're not in service

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

Dial up words but they're not in service

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

She mighty fine but i notice that her heart resides next to bitterness

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