This is a song about "Sakura"

You spend days in your room to look perfect on the surface,

Dial up words but they're not in service

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

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

I'm the kind of kid whose main purpose is to shake earth's surface

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service