This is a song about "Jerich"

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

My homeboy brave he annoy brothers so he in grave like others

Ever since i wrote raps first, i knew i'd write perfect verses,

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

As they juggle knives for a deadly purpose, entertaining service, recursive

Audiences respect the witty girlness and not that dissing curtness.