This is a song about "Questivali"

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

She never judges u for all the fucked up things that u done did,

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

I'm a very lucky man, to have had her love like i did.

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

But you are unhappy with success but you did that purposely