This is a song about "Vanskank"

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

An obstacle ill hurdle it while i keep the purple lit

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

Damaged on the inside but strong on the surface

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

I like alliterative verses, i like cussing and inovative curses