This is a song about "Menthol"

'cause it was an admired service-man

The crowd's with me, all according to plan

Say goodbye to my gpa, but still i got time so i can't quit/

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

Is low and is only get worsed you might as well be under a curses

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses