This is a song about "Sourav"

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

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

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

Sometimes my lyrics are hard to choose i'm like a women to shoes and purses,

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

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service