This is a song about "Anaconda fuckerf"

Im moving on from ex , but i get jealous , am i a hypocrite?

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

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service

They say with identity comes purpose

Acting fearless just to get some votes doesn't serve a purpose,

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service