This is a song about "Maricruz"

I'm a very lucky man, to have had her love like i did.

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

'cause it was an admired service-man

Gave away for another day a real renisance man

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

Wait a second..the souls still have fear,every hearse reverses.