This is a song about "Service centre"

Dial up words but they're not in service

But most times darling the sequel sucks

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

One dime tossed on her lap! "thanks for the service but now your worthless"

Everybody and their momma gon' chant this

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Loadin out with my rap service, let it out on the pad i make the whack versions

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Now momma told me be careful who you love

Dial up words but they're not in service

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

Dial up words but they're not in service