This is a song about "Oba"

Loadin out with my rap service, let it out on the pad i make the whack versions

Rhymes jumping with acrobatic verses..watchout my verses jump verses

I'm hot like the backlash backdraft from sugar packets packed with anthrax

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

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,