This is a song about "Comunism"

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

You and i were basically brothers

Behold signs for the non-believers endless sleepers in this odyssey,

And rhyme like carlcee. i tell about my service like its my own fuckin policy.

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

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