This is a song about "Lmg"

I'm not even fucking joking i don't play around in verses

Dial up words but they're not in service

I'm not even fucking joking i don't play around in verses

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

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/