This is a song about "Depres"

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

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

That's why i try to write the best ill verses with real purpose,

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

You never wanted dis to happen but det was your courtesy