This is a song about "Steelers"

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

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

Dial up words but they're not in service

I'm the kind of kid whose main purpose is to shake earth's surface

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.