This is a song about "Accidentally on purpose"

Too drunk to aim, so i might accidentally

Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Casue to love without a purpose

Fuck with a smile single file she'll bust nuff styles

Once they accidentally find your collection of knives,

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

Oh you murder? i accidentally kill

And i need you to show me love

I murder, no purpose

But i guess that shit's just tough love

Are done for a purpose,

Cupid, hurt 'n preserving his purpose.

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus