This is a song about "Unfriend"

Dial up words but they're not in service

And then bitch-slap her on purpose,

And rhyme like carlcee. i tell about my service like its my own fuckin policy.

Like we were playing a game of monopoly, living in shitty quality,

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

Is low and is only get worsed you might as well be under a curses