This is a song about "Andrea"

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

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

I write for inspiration, to spark communication with others,

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

Then i remember my critics and center my lyrics in a rhythmic fashion

I rap fire, i must be a dragon, give them a crimson mask, the silent assassin