This is a song about "Audrey"

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

A vital hazard to my rivals, they're primal planners survival's the only sign that matters

I'm the kind of kid whose main purpose is to shake earth's surface

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service

They say with identity comes purpose