This is a song about "Irrelavent"

Except for the lower class, now what's their purpose?

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

I'm the kind of kid whose main purpose is to shake earth's surface

But now its whatever, knowing your the batter of another man that matters,

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