This is a song about "Chanhe"

Who dreamed to rap up on stages with million fans and open curtains

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

I'll imprison your loved ones in burning furnace

No not the heiress just one from an escort service

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

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