This is a song about "Slyvinlisha"

Im moving on from ex , but i get jealous , am i a hypocrite?

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

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

You never wanted dis to happen but det was your courtesy

Ever since i wrote raps first, i knew i'd write perfect verses,

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service