This is a song about "Feminisiom"

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

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

Im #psychophysical, the rap bastard brushin my teeth with the rustiest daggers

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

Audiences respect the witty girlness and not that dissing curtness.

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses