This is a song about "Vyn"

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service

I'm the kind of kid whose main purpose is to shake earth's surface

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

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

An obstacle ill hurdle it while i keep the purple lit

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