This is a song about "Twentyonepilots"

Gave away for another day a real renisance man

'cause it was an admired service-man

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

Writing line after line i never quit, finish the lyrics now its time to spit.

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service

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