This is a song about "Pavlova"

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

Simply unable to afford four little pills that cost only a few dollars

Then call up rihanna anna pour it up and make it rainnn

Fucking with the wrong psycho, make eminem look sane

I'm not even fucking joking i don't play around in verses

Dial up words but they're not in service