This is a song about "Karin"

That's why i try to write the best ill verses with real purpose,

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service

Now money is a service, but it's worthless, there's no purpose, shit,

An obstacle ill hurdle it while i keep the purple lit

Who dreamed to rap up on stages with million fans and open curtains

Loadin out with my rap service, let it out on the pad i make the whack versions