This is a song about "Calum"

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,

I wish that was really true man

'cause it was an admired service-man

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

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service