This is a song about "Eminim"

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,

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

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

Put in work make stacks of hunneds, gotta roll dis cash man/

'cause it was an admired service-man