This is a song about "Hailie"

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

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

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

My homeboy brave he annoy brothers so he in grave like others

Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,