This is a song about "Hayoujng"

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

Writing line after line i never quit, finish the lyrics now its time to spit.

Im moving on from ex , but i get jealous , am i a hypocrite?

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

Rhymes jumping with acrobatic verses..watchout my verses jump verses

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service