This is a song about "A nigga in a purple suit"

Have a party at my funeral

Soak in the blue, till it turned purple

Hotter then the place, that a nigga was born in

I give him a helping hand, bring him out to thugz mansion

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

Wearin' up in a jacket and designer pelle pelle nigga,

Theres a lucid, lively, nigga jiving in all of us/

Fuck what them niggas saying i aspire for greatness

Cystals dripping off a purple leaves

Ass shots in her seven jeans

Im a shoe in for this nigga im already interlaced

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

There’s nothing positive about that man in the suit,

Now me, stalley, and meek wanna see ross get the a-rod loot

Cause everybody else did it i had to save face

It's my turn to phrase a turn of phrase and turn a purple haze