This is a song about "Ahythiny"

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

An obstacle ill hurdle it while i keep the purple lit

Ever since i wrote raps first, i knew i'd write perfect verses,

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

I should use the unsigned verses call me in for my midnight urges

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