This is a song about "Lora"

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

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service

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 should use the unsigned verses call me in for my midnight urges

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