This is a song about "Commiting scuicide"

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

You might collapse and take a nap for all of eternity

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

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

I'm hot like the backlash backdraft from sugar packets packed with anthrax

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