This is a song about "Greek people"

Whip bitches with greek tar.

Young money, d-town's all star

Now pray, the steeple only help some people

So all that other shit you on dead, burial

This is for the starving people

And everything is purple

People steal, people die,

I'll meet you in the sky

As i light one for ill will

Inhabit the minds of people

People stared everyday

Tell me how can we live this way

Inhale my color purple

Inhabit the minds of people

Rather die making money than live poor and legal

Then why create shephards that're deserting its people