This is a song about "Fidelation"

Now money is a service, but it's worthless, there's no purpose, shit,

Writing line after line i never quit, finish the lyrics now its time to spit.

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

Dial up words but they're not in service

Im #psychophysical, the rap bastard brushin my teeth with the rustiest daggers

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