This is a song about "Seph"

Im steady surgin' with verses, deadly but on the surface im nervous

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

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

I'm a very lucky man, to have had her love like i did.

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

To revolutionize banners, killing like cancers here are the factors