This is a song about "Koo kluks klan"

Private plane, my seat recline

But i’m proud to call her mine

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad

"god, he's whack," they stare at me like a zombie pack,

Inhabit the minds of people

And everything is purple

Inhabit the minds of people

As i light one for ill will

I never fell down and i’m always proud

Quote un-quote backpack still bring them bitches out

So its death before birth

Talking of the gods you serve

I shall but love thee better after death.

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs