This is a song about "Procastination"

Now all i want is more my little pony toys to play wit

Now money is a service, but it's worthless, there's no purpose, shit,

So hurry up its an emergency

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

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

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