This is a song about "Wn"

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

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

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

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

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service

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