This is a song about "Emel"

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

An obstacle ill hurdle it while i keep the purple lit

Sometimes my lyrics are hard to choose i'm like a women to shoes and purses,

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

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service

Rhymes jumping with acrobatic verses..watchout my verses jump verses