This is a song about "Cunbt"

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

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

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

Rhymes jumping with acrobatic verses..watchout my verses jump verses

Snap her adam's apple, have a laugh, and toss her off a bridge

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