This is a song about "Bakala"

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,

Audiences respect the witty girlness and not that dissing curtness.

As they juggle knives for a deadly purpose, entertaining service, recursive

I'm the kind of kid whose main purpose is to shake earth's surface

Dial up words but they're not in service