This is a song about "Daunte"

I'm not even fucking joking i don't play around in verses

Dial up words but they're not in service

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

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

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

You might collapse and take a nap for all of eternity