This is a song about "Lsrp"

No not the heiress just one from an escort service

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

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

But you are unhappy with success but you did that purposely

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,