This is a song about "Freedt"

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

Snap her adam's apple, have a laugh, and toss her off a bridge

Ever since i wrote raps first, i knew i'd write perfect verses,

Dial up words but they're not in service

No not the heiress just one from an escort service

Im steady surgin' with verses, deadly but on the surface im nervous