This is a song about "Psycology"

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

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

Wait a second..the souls still have fear,every hearse reverses.

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

Dial up words but they're not in service

You spend days in your room to look perfect on the surface,