This is a song about "Wib"

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service

Im steady surgin' with verses, deadly but on the surface im nervous

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

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

Each time you disperse your verses they are hurling curses

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses