This is a song about "Mysteryme"

Im a better rapper that is non fiction, i got better diction that i must admit

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

You got some plan? your the big man?

'cause it was an admired service-man