This is a song about "Im pure like michigan"

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

Surface to purge me worthless, whether pure fits

Like an abyss, pure bliss

You ain't working hard as this

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

Im like nah im on that delonte west

Ya'll bullshittin', still goin on dates

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

Third ward general, young cash money

Painting a picture of pure imagery.

Pure trash infused with such elegance,

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Beautiful music, painting pictures that be my vision

Welcome back mitten, again sitting in michigan

Took the van, went snatch her

My flow is pure fire