This is a song about "Abigail"

Its absurd but im certain this person is lurking behind curtains

Loadin out with my rap service, let it out on the pad i make the whack versions

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

Is low and is only get worsed you might as well be under a curses

An obstacle ill hurdle it while i keep the purple lit

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