This is a song about "Dq"

So hurry up its an emergency

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

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

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

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

Its absurd but im certain this person is lurking behind curtains