This is a song about "Franxia"

All u do is study geology, what i spit was a sign of terminal velocity,

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

Divided families and tore 'em up and saddened mothers,

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service

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

Now all i want is more my little pony toys to play wit