This is a song about "Apping"

But now its whatever, knowing your the batter of another man that matters,

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

This shits nuts, inclined but the signs worsen/ trying to lift up your minds curtains

Loadin out with my rap service, let it out on the pad i make the whack versions

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

My homeboy brave he annoy brothers so he in grave like others