This is a song about "Skykid"

Its absurd but im certain this person is lurking behind curtains

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

No not the heiress just one from an escort service

I'll imprison your loved ones in burning furnace

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

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