This is a song about "50ceny"

Now money is a service, but it's worthless, there's no purpose, shit,

Now all i want is more my little pony toys to play wit

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

And then bitch-slap her on purpose,

Wait a second..the souls still have fear,every hearse reverses.

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses