This is a song about "Grandmom"

'cause it was an admired service-man

So i refuse to follow in the same steps as my old man.

Should know opportunity's a bitch you often see with the rich,

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

As they juggle knives for a deadly purpose, entertaining service, recursive

Lines naturally come out of my mind,and end up looking like bad cursive.