This is a song about "Antidisestablishmentarianism"

Bastard, hap hazardous track master, put a beat on and words become lavishly crass daggers/

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

So i can make a difference, then make rappers feel nervous,

Dial up words but they're not in service

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service

Ever since i wrote raps first, i knew i'd write perfect verses,