This is a song about "Kylecorn"

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

I'm not even fucking joking i don't play around in verses

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

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

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

Another fuckin pass and see / the ball go in you call that currency