This is a song about "Turdstain"

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

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

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

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service

Im not worried, or discouraged, you see us and you know we spit mad verses.

Loadin out with my rap service, let it out on the pad i make the whack versions