This is a song about "Merrylegs"

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service

That's why i try to write the best ill verses with real purpose,

Now all i want is more my little pony toys to play wit

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

You spend days in your room to look perfect on the surface,

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service