This is a song about "Revange"

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

But now its whatever, knowing your the batter of another man that matters,

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,

That's why i try to write the best ill verses with real purpose,

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service