This is a song about "Seren"

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

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

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

Acting fearless just to get some votes doesn't serve a purpose,

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,