This is a song about "Worfridayk"

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

An unseen being casting universal curses

This shits nuts, inclined but the signs worsen/ trying to lift up your minds curtains

Loadin out with my rap service, let it out on the pad i make the whack versions

I'm above the average rapper cause this is crack i spit

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