This is a song about "Zeekeo"

I like alliterative verses, i like cussing and inovative curses

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

Wait a second..the souls still have fear,every hearse reverses.

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

Another fuckin pass and see / the ball go in you call that currency