This is a song about "Sunscr"

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

Now all i want is more my little pony toys to play wit

Who dreamed to rap up on stages with million fans and open curtains

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

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

Dial up words but they're not in service