This is a song about "Donnovan"

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

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

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

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

Im a better rapper that is non fiction, i got better diction that i must admit

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