This is a song about "Vishal"

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

I like alliterative verses, i like cussing and inovative curses

Damaged on the inside but strong on the surface

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

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

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