This is a song about "Keyanna"

But you are unhappy with success but you did that purposely

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

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

Should know opportunity's a bitch you often see with the rich,

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