This is a song about "Hook my purpose"

Then write another hook in my mac book

We was loonie i suppose, you could

They say with identity comes purpose

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

That scary love, never get married love

Cupid, hurt 'n preserving his purpose.

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

Here i am, read a book, but you're my one and only hook

Use my watch as a pawn to get your queen took

Waiting to be read, you got me off of my hook,

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

I murder, no purpose

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Casue to love without a purpose

Now momma told me be careful who you love

It's clear that i appeared for this purpose/