This is a song about "Myway"

Should know opportunity's a bitch you often see with the rich,

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

Bastard, hap hazardous track master, put a beat on and words become lavishly crass daggers/

Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,

As a kid thats 3, cursin i ll kill u with just 3 verses

No not the heiress just one from an escort service