This is a song about "Brendel"

I'm the kind of kid whose main purpose is to shake earth's surface

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

As they juggle knives for a deadly purpose, entertaining service, recursive

Is low and is only get worsed you might as well be under a curses

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

You might collapse and take a nap for all of eternity