This is a song about "Barneychopp"

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

Like a personal surgeon, searching for tumors emergin' in urchins

You spend days in your room to look perfect on the surface,

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

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

I'm above the average rapper cause this is crack i spit