This is a song about "Beginging"

You might collapse and take a nap for all of eternity

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

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

I'm hot like the backlash backdraft from sugar packets packed with anthrax

Rhymes jumping with acrobatic verses..watchout my verses jump verses

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