This is a song about "Bluntz"

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

Bastard, hap hazardous track master, put a beat on and words become lavishly crass daggers/

I'm not even fucking joking i don't play around in verses

Dial up words but they're not in service

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

So i can make a difference, then make rappers feel nervous,