This is a song about "Pepperonni"

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

Im #psychophysical, the rap bastard brushin my teeth with the rustiest daggers

Im not worried, or discouraged, you see us and you know we spit mad verses.

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

As they juggle knives for a deadly purpose, entertaining service, recursive

I like alliterative verses, i like cussing and inovative curses