This is a song about "Wenies"

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

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

Turn you niggas into urns, my furnaces re-furnish,

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

Acting fearless just to get some votes doesn't serve a purpose,

No not the heiress just one from an escort service