This is a song about "Triixie"

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

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

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,

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

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