This is a song about "Dontknowwhy"

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

I inclined the bastard / to fight or i will use my knifes 'n' daggers

Damaged on the inside but strong on the surface

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service

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