This is a song about "Michela matassa"

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

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

I'm the kind of kid whose main purpose is to shake earth's surface

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

Lines naturally come out of my mind,and end up looking like bad cursive.