This is a song about "Thad"

But now its whatever, knowing your the batter of another man that matters,

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

You spend days in your room to look perfect on the surface,

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

Dial up words but they're not in service

As a kid thats 3, cursin i ll kill u with just 3 verses