This is a song about "Pover"

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

Now all i want is more my little pony toys to play wit

'cause it was an admired service-man

But what satan doesn't know, is jesus is your right hand man,

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

Wait a second..the souls still have fear,every hearse reverses.