This is a song about "Emptin"

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

'cause it was an admired service-man

Nah bruv, i'm from bangladesh man.

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service

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