This is a song about "Mmo"

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

Divided families and tore 'em up and saddened mothers,

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,

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

You spend days in your room to look perfect on the surface,