This is a song about "Orian"

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

Dun giving a shit, beating the crap outta males in a fighter pit.

And then bitch-slap her on purpose,

Dial up words but they're not in service

I write for inspiration, to spark communication with others,

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