This is a song about "Yeet"

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,

Divided families and tore 'em up and saddened mothers,

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

Another fuckin pass and see / the ball go in you call that currency

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously