This is a song about "Twink"

She never judges u for all the fucked up things that u done did,

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

If ya asked for my autograph i'd probably draw my dick in cursive

As they juggle knives for a deadly purpose, entertaining service, recursive

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

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