This is a song about "Im pure like michigan"

Pure trash infused with such elegance,

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Your whole album's pure nonsense material filler,

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Spitting pure fire, saliva burning like napalm

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

Like a politcian on a proposition of pure repetition,

I opened my bible in search to be a better christian

This magical like if lake michigan sprung a leak

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

You're the tidal wave, it's pure

You can end this verse premature

Hey man so far i've been listenin to your album

So i built it in michigan, that's where it all started from,

The only time i flirt with her

My flow is pure fire