This is a song about "Pondi"

Ever since i wrote raps first, i knew i'd write perfect verses,

Dial up words but they're not in service

'cause it was an admired service-man

The crowd's with me, all according to plan

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

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