This is a song about "Leadership character scholarship service"

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

You a supportin character im bashin ya in the head with bars

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

I bust up rhymes wit my rap service. yeah, my rap service.

Told me to get a scholarship cause when them dollars flip,

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

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

I don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

And rhyme like carlcee. i tell about my service like its my own fuckin policy.