This is a song about "Dayum"

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

Should know opportunity's a bitch you often see with the rich,

My homeboy brave he annoy brothers so he in grave like others

Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,

Gave away for another day a real renisance man

'cause it was an admired service-man