This is a song about "Indirection"

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

Snap her adam's apple, have a laugh, and toss her off a bridge

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

Expressing myself on verses

Hoping for a settlement with metal on my delicate's heavy like an elephant.

Psychiatrists just think hes bent but he feels dead (sinister settlement)