This is a song about "Mineplex"

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service

Im steady surgin' with verses, deadly but on the surface im nervous

Just another day poisonin the minds of ever ready virgins

Loadin out with my rap service, let it out on the pad i make the whack versions

Writing line after line i never quit, finish the lyrics now its time to spit.

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