This is a song about "Bff"

I'm hot like the backlash backdraft from sugar packets packed with anthrax

Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,

As a kid thats 3, cursin i ll kill u with just 3 verses

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

Say goodbye to my gpa, but still i got time so i can't quit/

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