This is a song about "Jennie"

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'm hot like the backlash backdraft from sugar packets packed with anthrax

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

I'll confess i'm just rushin it, always feels like an emergency

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously