This is a song about "Fifa15"

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

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

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?

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

She never judges u for all the fucked up things that u done did,