Her Schlag

Call me Xaul Zan, a person cursed to remain faceless

In a small van with curtains and it's her fame that makes

this

Even more grand it's all planned, the worst shame is i'm

paceless

Her doorman and I are on a first name basis

I kick the worst game in cases that are up close and

personal

I'm the utmost personable person who won't converse when

I don't have my curtains pulled

at least that's how I picture it.