This is a song about "Darkforest"

Dial up words but they're not in service

Acting fearless just to get some votes doesn't serve a purpose,

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

Im steady surgin' with verses, deadly but on the surface im nervous

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,