This is a song about "Ang"

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

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

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

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

Classy verses write my perversions in cursive

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses