This is a song about "Fmf"

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

Say goodbye to my gpa, but still i got time so i can't quit/

Acting fearless just to get some votes doesn't serve a purpose,

Dial up words but they're not in service

Can of monster, meat / collard greens / a block of cheese and broccoli

And rhyme like carlcee. i tell about my service like its my own fuckin policy.