This is a song about "Latvija"

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

I'll imprison your loved ones in burning furnace

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

Im #psychophysical, the rap bastard brushin my teeth with the rustiest daggers

No not the heiress just one from an escort service

That's why i try to write the best ill verses with real purpose,