This is a song about "Swasticka"

You never wanted dis to happen but det was your courtesy

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

No not the heiress just one from an escort service

Divided families and tore 'em up and saddened mothers,

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

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