This is a song about "Wealtiness"

Divided families and tore 'em up and saddened mothers,

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

And rhyme like carlcee. i tell about my service like its my own fuckin policy.

Behold signs for the non-believers endless sleepers in this odyssey,

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

Is low and is only get worsed you might as well be under a curses