This is a song about "Thouts"

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

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

No not the heiress just one from an escort service

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

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

Is low and is only get worsed you might as well be under a curses