This is a song about "We900gang"

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

I inclined the bastard / to fight or i will use my knifes 'n' daggers

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

Im steady surgin' with verses, deadly but on the surface im nervous

Classy verses write my perversions in cursive

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses