This is a song about "Harle"

So i can make a difference, then make rappers feel nervous,

Dial up words but they're not in service

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

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

Now all i want is more my little pony toys to play wit

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