This is a song about "Magpiy"

Audiences respect the witty girlness and not that dissing curtness.

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

I like alliterative verses, i like cussing and inovative curses

As they juggle knives for a deadly purpose, entertaining service, recursive

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

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