This is a song about "Scumpii"

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

As they juggle knives for a deadly purpose, entertaining service, recursive

Audiences respect the witty girlness and not that dissing curtness.

Acting fearless just to get some votes doesn't serve a purpose,

Dial up words but they're not in service