This is a song about "Axton"

Its absurd but im certain this person is lurking behind 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,

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

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

Divided families and tore 'em up and saddened mothers,