This is a song about "Zose"

Put in work make stacks of hunneds, gotta roll dis cash man/

'cause it was an admired service-man

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

Im #psychophysical, the rap bastard brushin my teeth with the rustiest daggers

I like alliterative verses, i like cussing and inovative curses

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