This is a song about "Banning"

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

Dun giving a shit, beating the crap outta males in a fighter pit.

Bulls eye he looks in grabs comedy by the horns dares to stand to the majority

It sends you loopy, crazy, quirky, and gives you a false sense of security,

See, william lynch had a master plan,

To be honest i'd rather just here and jam