This is a song about "Fait"

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,

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

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

Made logically because he came outta school failing english, maths and biology

And rhyme like carlcee. i tell about my service like its my own fuckin policy.