This is a song about "Ns domeshot"

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,

All u do is study geology, what i spit was a sign of terminal velocity,

And rhyme like carlcee. i tell about my service like its my own fuckin policy.

You know better not to mess with my verses..

Dial up words but they're not in service