This is a song about "Happi"

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

Turn you niggas into urns, my furnaces re-furnish,

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

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

I like alliterative verses, i like cussing and inovative curses

As they juggle knives for a deadly purpose, entertaining service, recursive