This is a song about "Gree"

Dial up words but they're not in service

That's why i try to write the best ill verses with real purpose,

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

Dun giving a shit, beating the crap outta males in a fighter pit.

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

You might collapse and take a nap for all of eternity