This is a song about "Nazeif"

You might collapse and take a nap for all of eternity

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

Wait a second..the souls still have fear,every hearse reverses.

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

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

Im #psychophysical, the rap bastard brushin my teeth with the rustiest daggers