This is a song about "Harun memis"

I'm the kind of kid whose main purpose is to shake earth's surface

Dial up words but they're not in service

Loadin out with my rap service, let it out on the pad i make the whack versions

With the wheels fallin off i shoot thru the windows make him crash into his mommas curtains

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

An obstacle ill hurdle it while i keep the purple lit