This is a song about "Zeeky"

To revolutionize banners, killing like cancers here are the factors

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

All u do is study geology, what i spit was a sign of terminal velocity,

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

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service

Divided families and tore 'em up and saddened mothers,