This is a song about "Bulying"

Now money is a service, but it's worthless, there's no purpose, shit,

Dun giving a shit, beating the crap outta males in a fighter pit.

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

I like alliterative verses, i like cussing and inovative curses

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

Im #psychophysical, the rap bastard brushin my teeth with the rustiest daggers