This is a song about "Sonrie"

Im a better rapper that is non fiction, i got better diction that i must admit

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

You spend days in your room to look perfect on the surface,

No not the heiress just one from an escort service

Im steady surgin' with verses, deadly but on the surface im nervous

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service