This is a song about "Cheeba"

Audiences respect the witty girlness and not that dissing curtness.

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

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

Dial up words but they're not in service

Writing line after line i never quit, finish the lyrics now its time to spit.

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