This is a song about "Denial of service"

Dial up words but they're not in service

She need now, she ain't never needed love

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

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that

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

My nephew looking at me cause his daddy is his idol

You know i got it, admit it, you're just in denial/

So i freestyle, haters in denial

Yeah come holla at your uncle

Dial up words but they're not in service

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

I do this as a service

On the slow jam of love