This is a song about "Ownege"

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/

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

Dial up words but they're not in service

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

Packed with potential my goal is give quality rather than quantity