This is a song about "Mommae"

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

An obstacle ill hurdle it while i keep the purple lit

Rhymes jumping with acrobatic verses..watchout my verses jump verses

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

As they juggle knives for a deadly purpose, entertaining service, recursive

If ya asked for my autograph i'd probably draw my dick in cursive