This is a song about "Boofish"

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

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

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

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

Dial up words but they're not in service

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