This is a song about "Dangli"

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

I'm above the average rapper cause this is crack i spit

Dial up words but they're not in service

You spend days in your room to look perfect on the surface,

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

Bow your heads-i see the lines of my beaten artist hearses.