This is a song about "Community service"

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

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

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

Eyes wide, ears open like you on a doctor's visit

Dial up words but they're not in service

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Amen, they say you only live once

Dial up words but they're not in service

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Maybe it's just me but i'm jealous they have a sense of community

Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through

And i'm sure the whole community would love to fuckin' diss you,

Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'you can't complain you was dealt this

As they juggle knives for a deadly purpose, entertaining service, recursive

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously