This is a song about "Crystalmeth"

Divided families and tore 'em up and saddened mothers,

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

With the wheels fallin off i shoot thru the windows make him crash into his mommas curtains

Loadin out with my rap service, let it out on the pad i make the whack versions

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,