This is a song about "Inspirat"

Astrology, monopolies' atrocities, poverty, economy,

And rhyme like carlcee. i tell about my service like its my own fuckin policy.

Im moving on from ex , but i get jealous , am i a hypocrite?

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

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

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