This is a song about "Service centre"

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

And rhyme like carlcee. i tell about my service like its my own fuckin policy.

I can't throw no ones, only tens or better

With lyrics flowing through my head, left, right and centre

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

Dial up words but they're not in service

I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

I don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret

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

No not the heiress just one from an escort service

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Or know them testament verses

I do this as a service

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus