This is a song about "Kam"

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

Stick nine inch nails through his eyelids since he thinks he's shady

Slaying when campaigning punching babies as if i was cam brady/

Dial up words but they're not in service

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