This is a song about "Ryma"

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

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

Loadin out with my rap service, let it out on the pad i make the whack versions

Its absurd but im certain this person is lurking behind curtains

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

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service