This is a song about "Girraf"

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

Dial up words but they're not in service

As a kid thats 3, cursin i ll kill u with just 3 verses

You never wanted dis to happen but det was your courtesy

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously