This is a song about "Pint of purp"

Out of this coviction of feelings

So here i am at the store for some chips

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

Reaping the humans of leaps of good will

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts

Uhh, i woke up and screamed, fuck the world

Of being of always getting wired

Purp and patron can seal the deal

She told me erything is real

Then get out your seat and jump around

Smoke purp anxiety stays down

Return of the king of flow

Ugh, and that's gross but she love it though

And she would do anything for everything

Tired of feeling wired of dealing