This is a song about "Partyhats"

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

Dial up words but they're not in service

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

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

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

Like a personal surgeon, searching for tumors emergin' in urchins