This is a song about "Bobbi varney"

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

Each time you disperse your verses they are hurling curses

Dial up words but they're not in service

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

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,