This is a song about "Poniea"

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

A vital hazard to my rivals, they're primal planners survival's the only sign that matters

You got some plan? your the big man?

'cause it was an admired service-man

So i can make a difference, then make rappers feel nervous,

Dial up words but they're not in service