This is a song about "Kennebunk"

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

As the devil walks thru the door they fulfill their self righteous urges

Im a better rapper that is non fiction, i got better diction that i must admit

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

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service

Im steady surgin' with verses, deadly but on the surface im nervous