This is a song about "Givatayim"

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

Divided families and tore 'em up and saddened mothers,

Loadin out with my rap service, let it out on the pad i make the whack versions

Like a personal surgeon, searching for tumors emergin' in urchins

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

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