This is a song about "Introduct"

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

She never judges u for all the fucked up things that u done did,

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

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service

But what satan doesn't know, is jesus is your right hand man,

'cause it was an admired service-man