This is a song about "My immortal"

An immoral immortal

And everything is purple

My verses will remain immortal,don't want the fame, wanted a little appreciation,

You swear the bitch was plantedmy lyrics motivate the planetit's similar to rhythm nation

Or closed casket for our troubles

Traps immortal pride in capsules

Though i'm chasing dreams i don't ever care for sleeping much

Now this ain't a fuckin' speech, but this is immortal knowledge,

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

Live immortal in a portal then greet all the people, let 'em in

This that pulpit, i’m hitting niggas with the gospel

Morphin' into an immortal coming through the portal

And if you're immortal, that just means i can kill you multiple times

I'm not saying to go out and do some stupid shit, commit crimes

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

Used my immortal techniques to have a dance off with satan,