This is a song about "Bitchc"

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

You spend days in your room to look perfect on the surface,

I inclined the bastard / to fight or i will use my knifes 'n' daggers

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

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

Darpa's agency will design self multiplying, land conquering, human raping technology