This is a song about "Responsibilty"

Packed with potential my goal is give quality rather than quantity

And rhyme like carlcee. i tell about my service like its my own fuckin policy.

I inclined the bastard / to fight or i will use my knifes 'n' daggers

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

Lines naturally come out of my mind,and end up looking like bad cursive.

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