This is a song about "Kye"

You know better not to mess with my verses..

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

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

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

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

I write for inspiration, to spark communication with others,