This is a song about "Yannucci"

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

My homeboy brave he annoy brothers so he in grave like others

Say goodbye to my gpa, but still i got time so i can't quit/

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

Im steady surgin' with verses, deadly but on the surface im nervous

Dial up words but they're not in service