This is a song about "Service team"

Bitches pursue me like a dream

Dream of everyone in my team.

No not the heiress just one from an escort service

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Through the years tryin to stack a little green

Stacking cream snatching girls for my team

I think found where your mind was

I do this as a service

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

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

6 o's pay for my car

Your team will crash like nascar

Truthfully, some eye at least

My team eat everyday a feast

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses