This is a song about "Austin pullam"

Like a czar,like austin powers im feeling randy and carlcee,other then them

I think its all nonsense its all one big act we’ve seen again and again.

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

Who dreamed to rap up on stages with million fans and open curtains

As they juggle knives for a deadly purpose, entertaining service, recursive

Lines naturally come out of my mind,and end up looking like bad cursive.