This is a song about "Udall"

Like a personal surgeon, searching for tumors emergin' in urchins

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

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

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

I'll confess i'm just rushin it, always feels like an emergency

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously