This is a song about "Macbook"

I inclined the bastard / to fight or i will use my knifes 'n' daggers

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

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

Divided families and tore 'em up and saddened mothers,

You've heard it as a myth, but this is a hype for curses

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses