This is a song about "Pharrel"

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

Snap her adam's apple, have a laugh, and toss her off a bridge

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

Is low and is only get worsed you might as well be under a curses

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

Dial up words but they're not in service