This is a song about "Service culture"

Is southern culture, still we got our fucking jobs overseas,

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

Y’all rambling, talking shit to these bitches

Bass music was my culture, still is

At the same damn time, got these bitches poppin' monkey

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

I bust up rhymes wit my rap service. yeah, my rap service.

I do this as a service

Always knew where the pot was

Dial up words but they're not in service

Probably be dirt rich and worthless

Hopefully my dick don't shrivel up, when it's time to bust

Though with the struggles and the troubles, the culture crumbled

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

We are the hope of the culture, they supposed to listen