This is a song about "Mizza"

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

Dial up words but they're not in service

Being chased by the tears of a stronger man,

'cause it was an admired service-man

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

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