This is a song about "Thuglife"

Darpa's agency will design self multiplying, land conquering, human raping technology

And rhyme like carlcee. i tell about my service like its my own fuckin policy.

Dial up words but they're not in service

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

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

I'm hot like the backlash backdraft from sugar packets packed with anthrax