This is a song about "Jce"

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

A vital hazard to my rivals, they're primal planners survival's the only sign that matters

And then bitch-slap her on purpose,

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

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