This is a song about "National service scheme"

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

Stereotypes call them terrorists, always got a scheme

Dial up words but they're not in service

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Dial up words but they're not in service

Oh! and you rhyming scheme?

Tell a bitch lean

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

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

Just a scheme of big corporations,

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six