This is a song about "Cmo the label"

My shirt, purple label my shirt

You're so white, my blinkers don't work

I don't need a bunch of jewels to show you i'm cool

People label me as soft, emotional and poor

Welcome to the euphoria of cocaine without able

Put the haters on a table, i dont need a fucking label/

Once the message released

Them bitches label me a beast,

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

Because you have to fit a label now to fit a label

On the road to riches this is the fork i'm hitting

Hottest record label, but still in all i'm chilling

I'm not looking for a label to sign me,

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

They are signed in a label,

Baby, you're an angel