This is a song about "Tagalog"

Filipino hospitality yeah now drop it low

Boppers on top of coppers, they do whatever i say so

I'll imprison your loved ones in burning furnace

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service

Writing line after line i never quit, finish the lyrics now its time to spit.

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