This is a song about "Lyricall"

But now its whatever, knowing your the batter of another man that matters,

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

Put in work make stacks of hunneds, gotta roll dis cash man/

'cause it was an admired service-man

Im moving on from ex , but i get jealous , am i a hypocrite?

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