This is a song about "Yun wenn"

I'm a very lucky man, to have had her love like i did.

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

My homeboy brave he annoy brothers so he in grave like others

Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,

Bow your heads-i see the lines of my beaten artist hearses.

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses