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.