This is a song about "Robbie platt"

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

Say goodbye to my gpa, but still i got time so i can't quit/

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service

Except for the lower class, now what's their purpose?

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

Classy verses write my perversions in cursive