This is a song about "Crab people"

So many selfish people

Inhale my color purple

Lady at the frank stand will

Plus we're fed lies by the news people

So all that other shit you on dead, burial

From the people who control to people

And everything is purple

Inhabit the minds of people

People critically commenting,

So many blessings while we stressing

People steal, people die,

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

I’m tryna have them lips sync, milli vanilli shit

Or am i just another crab in the bucket