This is a song about "Nickleback"

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

My homeboy brave he annoy brothers so he in grave like others

Divided families and tore 'em up and saddened mothers,

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

Should know opportunity's a bitch you often see with the rich,

Now money is a service, but it's worthless, there's no purpose, shit,