This is a song about "Auckland"

Astrology, monopolies' atrocities, poverty, economy,

And rhyme like carlcee. i tell about my service like its my own fuckin policy.

As a kid thats 3, cursin i ll kill u with just 3 verses

Dial up words but they're not in service

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

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