This is a song about "Wortgy"

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

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

Autonomy cosmetology, follow me, you're mahogany, colony,

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

I'll confess i'm just rushin it, always feels like an emergency