This is a song about "Aesel"

That's why i try to write the best ill verses with real purpose,

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

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

Snap her adam's apple, have a laugh, and toss her off a bridge

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,