This is a song about "Mattyv"

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,

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

Astrology, monopolies' atrocities, poverty, economy,

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

An unseen being casting universal curses