This is a song about "Chrislyn"

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

Im moving on from ex , but i get jealous , am i a hypocrite?

Im steady surgin' with verses, deadly but on the surface im nervous

Dial up words but they're not in service

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service

I'll imprison your loved ones in burning furnace