This is a song about "Korv"

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

Acting fearless just to get some votes doesn't serve a purpose,

I like alliterative verses, i like cussing and inovative curses

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

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

Bastard, hap hazardous track master, put a beat on and words become lavishly crass daggers/